As an advocate of the Big Mac Aesthetic, I feel that the optical suggestion the facture creates is delusional and seems disturbing in light of the accessibility of the work. Sesame seeds aside, the piece you’re viewing is an unlikely source of inspiration, but I’m here to tell you family and friends, it has saved lives….no really it has…….honest
Doing clay sculptures is hard physical work. Not only does one need to pay attention to design, but incorporate it on a 360 degree basis. Lugging around 100 lb. plaster molds is no longer effortless. I have resorted to levers and pulleys to move things around. The studio looks more like an auto repair shop than a place to build art. Nevertheless, I press on knowing full well it’s only a matter of time before I completely throw my back out.
The ever present dangers that surround my work are constant. Yet it’s a small price to pay to let one’s inside voice come out without denigrating one person, race, color, or creed. It’s liberating! As we head to the weekend, I think it’s important that the one or two of you reading this juxtaposition remember “Art isn’t pretty.” Have a fabulous weekend!