Exterminating Angel

$190.00

A pale figure stands with a calm, unreadable face, half-hidden above a wrap of soft grey wool. Sharp black spikes jut outward like warnings, stark against the muted textures. The body rises in a narrow, uneven column, rough and almost eroded, as if shaped by long resolve. It’s severity is in the stillness, the way it stands without yielding. On a dark round base, the figure holds its ground, an angel not of comfort but of boundaries, composed and unmovable.

A pale figure stands with a calm, unreadable face, half-hidden above a wrap of soft grey wool. Sharp black spikes jut outward like warnings, stark against the muted textures. The body rises in a narrow, uneven column, rough and almost eroded, as if shaped by long resolve. It’s severity is in the stillness, the way it stands without yielding. On a dark round base, the figure holds its ground, an angel not of comfort but of boundaries, composed and unmovable.

About this series

Series: Objects : Figures: Cocooned

Layer by layer, I wrap my figures in clay, sand, pastel, paint and varnish over weeks, months even.
Their cocoon grows, smooth then rough, dark then light, always shifting. It is as if they are wrapping themselves in a shell of quiet.
Only the face remains uncovered, yet it feels slightly unreal, a mask of its own.
They stand on marble or wood, bound in place. They seem to have paused for too long, small beings that feel gentle and somehow strong, resting peacefully inside themselves.
Their presence is calming, reassuring, empathetic.