To be cast later in steel -- copyright Kyi May Kaung
Found object sculpture copyright Kyi May Kaung.Watching sculptor Richard Serra install his massive curved rusty iron sculpture at MOMA has started me off on my sculpture daydream again. To be a real sculptor one needs a 3D mind. Mine is mostly 2 D. And one needs proper arts technique training, probably in the form of a Masters in Fine Arts; the ability to work with “masculine” materials such as stone, steel and iron, fire, glass.
There are sculptors – for instance Andy Goldsworthy, who makes sculpture out of ephemeral found materials such as sand, flung dust, water, icicles welded together with his own urine, leaves, flower petals, feathers etc.
Don’t wrinkle your noses at me, you stuck up Victorian mamas! Goldsworthy’s works are beautiful, made once, photographed and then left to decay. They are like the Tibetan monks’ sand mandalas, made of colored sand and yak butter, then not kept but swept up and dismantled, the sand put back into the sea.
This kind of art is the best. It’s not kept to cater to the artist’s vanity. It’s very Buddhist. After all Anatta, Negation of Self, is a basic Buddhist concept.
Some of Goldsworthy’s art is like ikebana, in a natural setting. Carefully graded autumn leaves sewn together with thorns wind their way down a stream and over rocks, subtly shaded from green to yellow to gold and red. Nothing could be environmentally friendlier.
I make folded paper which I hope one day to have cast big scale in steel. I save bones from dinners in restaurants and shells from the seaside.
It’s healthy to dream and flip one’s brain from 2D to 3 D.
Peace.
There are sculptors – for instance Andy Goldsworthy, who makes sculpture out of ephemeral found materials such as sand, flung dust, water, icicles welded together with his own urine, leaves, flower petals, feathers etc.
Don’t wrinkle your noses at me, you stuck up Victorian mamas! Goldsworthy’s works are beautiful, made once, photographed and then left to decay. They are like the Tibetan monks’ sand mandalas, made of colored sand and yak butter, then not kept but swept up and dismantled, the sand put back into the sea.
This kind of art is the best. It’s not kept to cater to the artist’s vanity. It’s very Buddhist. After all Anatta, Negation of Self, is a basic Buddhist concept.
Some of Goldsworthy’s art is like ikebana, in a natural setting. Carefully graded autumn leaves sewn together with thorns wind their way down a stream and over rocks, subtly shaded from green to yellow to gold and red. Nothing could be environmentally friendlier.
I make folded paper which I hope one day to have cast big scale in steel. I save bones from dinners in restaurants and shells from the seaside.
It’s healthy to dream and flip one’s brain from 2D to 3 D.
Peace.
