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asantell — Transformations II: closeup
Published: 2014-06-04 03:38:18 +0000 UTC; Views: 553; Favourites: 10; Downloads: 7
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Oak, 2014A revisiting of Transformation Mask, my first mature wood carving project, back in 2004, which heralded a transition toward sculpture for me. Playing with the same themes of the inescapable connection between life and death.
"When Grandfather asked how he came to be a mask carver, Father at first could only extend his hands while Grandfather simply stared. But later it would be revealed that Father had taught himself to carve, as he had no words to express his sadness. He dug deep into the wood, as if to drive a sword deep into his own heart. He wished to feel pain. He wished to know tears. He wished he could fall to his knees like a wounded animal and howl to the moon.
But the gods ad stolen his voice. He could not yell in anger. He could not weep in grief. He was driven by a force that grew inside him, one that could not be controlled. It choked his larynx, and it dried the ducts of his eyes.
His hands, however, moved freely and could not be restrained. They belonged to no one. They had a life of their own."
-Alyson Richman, 'The Mask Carver's Son'
