Value shaped by the heart and by the hand lends form to love The torso that gleams the flicker of stone seen in the eyes all the softness of starlight caught in the lines from which these my words take their life gracefully The artist a beast that preys upon the timeless universe’s distance movement and depth
John Lyons
Em português:
O Apolo de Rilke
Valor formado pelo coração e pela mão dá forma ao amor O torso que brilha o cintilar de pedra visto nos olhos toda a suavidade da luz das estrelas pego nas linhas das quais minhas palavras tiram a vida graciosamente O artista uma fera que faz pilhagem da distância do movimento da profundidade do eterno universo
A mind set in stone or cast in bronze a monument to living breath a form first caught in a sketch in pencil or pen and ink
Shapes that engage the heart and the memory of days when we walked through these galleries or when I held her warm hand in mine and we were in love or so I thought
How solemnly the river flows tirelessly past the Tower on these grey days on these dark nights no stars to be seen
An empty sky an empty ocean an empty heart full of empty words
Today’s poem, written this morning, was inspired by the eponymous sculpture by Henry Moore, contemplated during a visit to Tate Britain in Pimlico last Sunday. This relatively small piece, dating from 1964 and cast in bronze, is one of Moore’s most intimate and expressive sculptures. Its eloquent, wordless beauty, like that of any true classic, is inexhaustible.
Moon Head
The face has phases that ebb and flow with the tides of time the soft sensuous bronze of your face illuminated at the eyes and the mouth : the smoothness of your skin the modest inclination of the head poised on the erect neck
The face has phases of intimate conversation is locked in endless dialogue and through a series of discreet whispers conveys confidentially the irreducible delicacies of love Tough love with its wisdoms that will outlive the futility of day-to-day depradations
Here is a honeyed kiss cast in bronze here at the point where lip and face and panting breath interlock tenderly here where beauty lies in the arms of the beholder
If you haven’t seen it already, there’s still time to catch the free exhibition of sculptures by Alice Anderson at the Wellcome Collection in Euston Road, (diagonally opposite Euston Station), before it closes on 18 October.
According to the publicity handout:
Alice Anderson asks you to take a journey into memory. Displayed together for the first time is a series of sculptures which prompt you to rediscover things you thought you already knew. A computer, a record-player, sketch-books, a bicycle, even a staircase have been transformed into luminous half-recognisable shapes through a process the artist refers to as “mummification”. This process actually involves the objects being bound with very fine copper thread so that they are, theoretically preserved for all time.
The exhibition experience is broken down into a series of themed rooms. In the first room, called Studio, you are invited to contribute to a sculpture by becoming part of Anderson’s studio. Here you can participate in the transformation of a ‘naked’ object by weaving copper thread around a 1967 Ford Mustang. The space where this occurs has minimal lighting to heighten the impact of the glowing copper thread and the effect is absolutely breathtaking.
Turntable
And as you move through the different spaces of the exhibition you are bombarded with a series of everyday objects similarly wrapped in the copper thread. The range of objects mummified includes a plasma tv screen, a guitar, a bicycle, keys, a telescope, a turntable, eye glasses, a smoking pipe, a telephone, coat hangers, a stethoscope, tools including screwdrivers and hammers, a basketball, a boomerang, a set of drums, ladders, shelves, geometrical shapes, and so on, and the cumulative effect is spectacular.
Two sculptures in particular caught my imagination: the first was a staircase wrapped in the luminous thread, and such was the scintillating play of light that it appeared to be a staircase to heaven. The second sculpture (illustrated at the top of the page) was a huge, twisting and turning cable of copper rope suspended from the ceiling in one room creating a beautiful abstract space that visitors are able to walk through and therefore observe the rope from every dimension.
Alice Anderson
Like with so much conceptual art, Alice Anderson is inviting us to take a fresh look at everyday objects we take for granted by reducing them to their essential shapes. However, the fact that they are bound in a glowing precious metal inevitably enhances their worth—especially given the market price of copper today—and the overall effect is as though Miss Anderson has transformed the objects into gold with her Midas touch. I would add incidentally, that it is probably no coincidence that the artist’s own hair is copper-coloured. Make of that what you will!
Alice Anderson lives and works in London. She studied at the École Nationale Supérieure des Beaux- Arts de Paris and at Goldsmiths College London. See http://www.alice-anderson.org/travfactory.html
Never been to the Wellcome Collection? If that’s the case, make a note. It’s a fabulous exhibition space, and the museum’s permanent collection is full of informative displays. The building itself is worth a drop-in visit, and on the day I was there the cafeteria and bookshop were buzzing. On top of all this, the venue has a broad programme of events embracing the arts and sciences, the majority of which are free. Details available from http://wellcomecollection.org/.
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