but I don’t know where she fits on my front picture page. She is part of the last project, but then again not, because this version of her was not in the installation. So she can be in my blog I told her. She is fine with that.
Made, not fast and furious as usual but slow and gentle. Not the dragon though. She arose in a fury because I had to. Venus had fallen off her first rock of clay and I thought shit, she needs something better to rise out off. And so I made a dragon wave.
It is a miracle, like the birth of venus itself, that she survived the kiln, because she was never intended to be fired, so I made her without paying any attention to air bubbles (I actually never do that, when it breaks it breaks). I actually see all my kiln survivers as miracles because I am not a ceramist and do not pay attention to how I work the clay. I just work the clay and model it however I feel.
But I liked her so much that I deeply hoped that she would survive the kiln. She is so delicate and soft and a tad insecure. In her eyes I read: what on earth did just happen to me? Like she will step out of the dragon next thing she does, but not yet sure where to go. She is no longer Venus as the world knows her, so that makes it trickier to step out. But surely someone else sees something completely different. It is all in the eye of the beholder so they say.
Just a few more words about scanning and enlarging. I am not a fan after al, contrary to what l shouted out loud just after my first printing. There is soul that got lost in the process of printing the sculpture in plastic. Plastic has no soul, was never alive and will never be. It is cool to see the sculpture in another bigger dimension but you feel it lacks body and soul. Nothing goes beyond the original where the imprint of the hand and the material work together to enliven the work. Maybe my adventure with mr copyright violator made me more fanatic. Could be.
But here she is: as original as can be.
