Tag Archives: sculpture

Worry Maker

Stage 1: great afflictions saturate the stomach.
Stage 2: the heart empties once the task is completed.
Stage 3: dailiness finally fills the veins.

A find

Fickle and fragile and febrile and foolish
After so many years of self-awareness
Why do innver moves still force the surface out of focus?
Sighing: self-inflicted pain is the only one to let go

Roller coaster

pLeased, delighted, cOntent, contented, thrilled, glad, blessed, blest, sunny, cheerful, jolly, merry, ecstatic, gratified, jubilant, joyous, eLated, OVErjoyed, blissful, rapt, blithe, contented, blessed, blest, joyful, blissful

LOw, sad, depressed, sorry, grieVEd, unhappy, miserable, gloomy, discontented, sombre, forLOrn, displeased, mournful, despondent, sorrowful, joyless, down, low, blue, gLOomy, dismal, melancholic, sombre, glum, wistful, mournful, dejected, downcast, grief-stricken, tearful, LugubriOus, pensiVE, disconsoLate, dOleful, heaVy-hEarted, cheerless, lachrymose, woebegone

uneasy, conceRnEd, worried, JittEry, troubled, upset, Careful, wired, nervous, disTurbed, dIstressed, uncOmfortable, teNse, fearful, unsettled, restless, neurotic, agitated, taut, disquieted, apprehensive, edgy, watchful, perturbed, twitchy, overwrought, fretful, unquiet

And back to the start again.


How does one turn the feeling of being fed-up into something more positive?

How does one turn inertia into forward moving?

And why should I care?


Bravery & Cowardice

I had to break the window

It just had to be, it was in my way

Better that I break the window

Than miss what I should see

Words by Fiona Apple, works by Baptiste Debombourg

Softening toughness

Understanding, demanding, exigent, easy-going

Burdensome, tiresome, reckless, indifferent

Hopeful, expectant, bouyant, optimistic

A dream of combining to be realistic

Crocheted works by remarkable Nathan Vincent.




Ingenious revenge: an illusion

Disquiet trust: the threat

Discomforting thinking: an outcome

All sculptures by Kate Macdowell.

Out and Within

Things I found out while I was in the Amazon:

1. I am most definitely and quite thouroughly a city person.

2. Resting and doing nothing is a crucial part of any of my vacations.

3. Eating very unusual food because it had been recommended isn’t the wisest thing to do.

4. Being kind, polite and nice to be around always pays back.

Time off is always time gained;


Slowing entering a world that isn’t mine.

So now I can almost say; instead of scared, I’m fascinated.

The impact of a single change is as strong as it is necessary.

New seas to be sailed, new expressions to be shown.

The magic of a soft distortion in a positive direction.

Detracted symbols, weakened fortresses.

Wisely twisting something that should be bent.

Between two selves.

All works by American artist Matthew Ronay


I dare you

To take me on

I dare you

To show me your palms

What’s so scary?

Not a threat in sight!

You just can’t handle

You can’t handle love.

Words by Björk.

Images from selected sources.

Creating art, crushing cars

A seemingly vague idea or impression engraved in one’s mind which only surfaces long after it was first seen or caused is never to be neglected.

Upon seeing John Chamberlain‘s sculptures at a gallery in New York, my first thought was one of curiosity: were the pieces welded together or simply placed one against the other?

But then, as I return home and am faced with the difficulties of moving about, the images of his sculptures rose in my mind, bringing about the question: how outdated really are cars?

Cars cause pollution, create stress and foster vanity, besides being an undeniable token of social difference. Many are those who have come to detest automobiles in favor of the more environmentally friendly and democratic public transportation systems.

In an era when cars have become as disposable as plastic tableware, it is really delightful that Chamberlain chooses to bend them and use their (cheap) metal as if they were simple sticks.

It is as if by crushing one of the modern days’ most controversial yet apparently innocent icon, a new road is being built and shown to us.



Whenever the time, wherever I am, whichever art means chosen, I am always drawn to art which derives from biological shapes.

The reason is simple: life takes soft and cohesive forms, for the most part. The subtlety of biology is always present in the harmony of even the strangest looking beasts.

Take the work of Russian artist Naum Gabo.

The mellow shapes of jelly fish and marine animals are reflected upon the subtle shapes and dazzling forms of his sculptures.

Just like transparent medusae, his art work lets light in and out creating the most diverse perspectives for the eye of the excited beholder.

Cutting edge

One of the main benefits of Art is that it mirrors our inner selves in various surprising ways.

The more multiple the interpretations, the richer a piece is.

When I first saw the Brazilian sculptress Eliane Prolik‘s work, I just thought it was an intriguing way of using everyday objects, but I’m now thinking there is much more to it.

Another artist I was lucky to see at this museum in Curitiba:

One of my most pleasant afternoons this year.

Organic Ovalle

Curitiba’s Museu Oscar Niemeyer is as delightful a visit as it is a must-see attraction.

The remarkable architecture is home not only to interesting exhibitions (though a bit cramped and random at times) but it is also a meeting point for Curitiba’s creative youth and other busy minds.

It was there that I first came in contact with Chilean sculpturer Pilar Ovalle‘s outstanding work:

Pilar’s motherly approach to wood shapes, combined with an ability to work roughness makes for breath-taking artistic impression.

The use of natural elements and an organic take on art is most welcome on our technology-obsessed world.

PS: Curitiba is one of my favorite cities in Brazil, a true gem and and a captivating destination. I love it.

On usefulness

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder – how many of the visitors of this blog actually read what is stated here?

Then, on a second thought, it seems much more interesting to leave this question unanswered – it means the game of seducing the reader can take place.

It also means a post can be as ephemeral as one’s moods.

Thinking about these issues, I came across James Nizam‘s enticing collection of sculptures and pictures entitled Memorandoms:

Using material which is about to be rejected, Nizam’s sculptures are built on the the meaning of a thought of future uselessness.

Which makes one ponder; what use is there to the things we want so much to be permanent but which are so often ever-changing?

I cannot know, though a Buddhist might say: Well, nothing stays forever.

Not even feelings of inadequacy.