This sculpture is a vision of mythology reborn, a creature both earthly and celestial, standing at the threshold of dreams and ancient memory.
This one is from the bigger exhibition "Genesis", dedicated to the pivotal moment of loss of the Eden and our possible loss of currently knonw habitat.
With its graceful, elongated form, the bull seems to carry the weight of forgotten tales. Its body is a tapestry of color - soft blues and blushing pinks merge with delicate red markings, as if painted by the shifting light of dawn and dusk. Swirling patterns etched into its surface suggest the touch of time itself, each stroke whispering of an Eden long past.
The horns, dark and polished, curve skyward like a celestial crescent, symbols of quiet power and mystery. Its eyes, piercing aquamarine, seem to hold the reflection of something beyond our world—a memory of paradise before the Fall, a time when creatures roamed in harmony with creation.
A touch of soft, pink fur, contrasting against the smooth, painted surface, lends an unexpected tenderness to this mythical beast. It is not merely an object of art but a presence—silent, watchful, patient.
In my work I often bridge the real and the fantastical, and this sculpture is no exception. It stands as a guardian of forgotten worlds, a witness to stories untold, waiting for those who can still hear the echoes of creation.
clay, engobe, glaze, acryl fur.
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This sculpture is a vision of mythology reborn, a creature both earthly and celestial, standing at the threshold of dreams and ancient memory.
This one is from the bigger exhibition "Genesis", dedicated to the pivotal moment of loss of the Eden and our possible loss of currently knonw habitat.
With its graceful, elongated form, the bull seems to carry the weight of forgotten tales. Its body is a tapestry of color - soft blues and blushing pinks merge with delicate red markings, as if painted by the shifting light of dawn and dusk. Swirling patterns etched into its surface suggest the touch of time itself, each stroke whispering of an Eden long past.
The horns, dark and polished, curve skyward like a celestial crescent, symbols of quiet power and mystery. Its eyes, piercing aquamarine, seem to hold the reflection of something beyond our world—a memory of paradise before the Fall, a time when creatures roamed in harmony with creation.
A touch of soft, pink fur, contrasting against the smooth, painted surface, lends an unexpected tenderness to this mythical beast. It is not merely an object of art but a presence—silent, watchful, patient.
In my work I often bridge the real and the fantastical, and this sculpture is no exception. It stands as a guardian of forgotten worlds, a witness to stories untold, waiting for those who can still hear the echoes of creation.
clay, engobe, glaze, acryl fur.
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