I made the relief as a demonstration for a student. Pulled up an image of a masters work. Albrecht Durer. It was a image of an old man again, can’t get enough of them although I still haven’t ascertained why. (My own aging? A too easy an explanation)
The materials felt good in my hands and the work came together quickly. It doesn’t feel finished but it felt good to leave it where it was. I could refine it to a much more finished level but that seems dull and trite somehow.
Yet there is something that happens when I make things, physical materials in my hands. I love the crafting. But it seems self indulgent and absent of thought.
Why make it?
Who cares?
What purpose does it serve beyond a teaching aid?
But still it feels satisfying and perhaps hidden deeper is a purpose, a thing that needs to be made, an idea as yet brought to realisation.
Elusive in its simplicity.
There are a number of pieces I want to make:
Immerse sculpture
Axe for the boundaries
Portraiture in drawing and relief
Abstract prints
Not sure how they all relate and are they worth pursuing?