Obviously
So lets talk about these things
Ok so there are a few - there are a few of us…scattered through the house now. Anyway - why these heads. I have made a few. It was not just me. Me and my boyfriend made - a few heads. What’s in a head.
Is this - a magic object per chance Polina.
It definitely was - it could be.
I think there is something magical about creating a clay sculpture especially if it gets to be in your house afterwards and it serves at least some purpose.
So we did create these several planters that are still with us today and yeah it gets - dusty and it gets - awkward but they still be our best friends and the room is never full - but helpfully empty as they take care of us without having to bring people along. Weird. Creepy - goofy - but healthy.
In my own case I found that having these face sculptures has put things to rest and I stopped feeling like there was someone else there. The energies just started living inside of these things. Creepy - maybe. And yes it is a very interesting art - creating a person.
Like god created Adam out of clay - maybe - or golem ….- how he the first man was created also by god out of clay - what do you think of it.
Is there a self portrait inside.
Maybe
But in making something - anything we leave something behind in there - we store it for self keeping - for safe keeping - and eventually we go home. I think it is a kind of gross thing working with clay to be honest. You can get different infections from the clay itself. It is back breaking and can be hard to lift as a craft.
We were - thinking of making a store.
Well for now - we just have a huge amount of pieces in storage but - what for.
What for
Bring this. Dense dead clay
Into the house.
And yeah that is what I thought also which is why the other things are well packed away - pretty nice and tight so nobody gets to see them. And the other option is - to just - sell it.
But what I have - as a minimalist - going on is - hatered for the clay itself for its feelings and its promises, for its gentle words.
I remember once I watched an interesting movie - a Russian film - an old animation where there was a sultan who found a golden antilope - she had the ability to make gold appear out of her hoofs, anywhere she ran or went - there was gold. But then he got greedy - and that gold turned - to shards of clay.
In a sense when I think of clay and having a million clay objects in one’s home I do definitely think of this story. One’s life - just turns into shards of clay.
Did I choose this life. I’m not sure
But I did meet my boyfriend at an art retreat in Pisac and in a sense I did really like him for it. The amount of love energy and concentration he was willing to give his pieces but yes in a sense also - it was maybe me that started him up on the idea of becoming one day great - if not famous - making - so many pieces. And selling them too.
But for now they just sit there. Perhaps for now meaningless. Perhaps one day not.
But who cares. It was an empty space that now has a face.
A face. A new person was born out of my own hands.
P
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