Fury
Sculpture in Bronze, 2018, 25 x 16 x 20 cm (HxWxD)
Private sale. Availability on request.
Cast using the lost wax process, the piece preserves minute details and translates fragility into permanence through an exacting, irreversible method. Fury is brutal and precise. Small, yet disproportionately heavy, it holds a strength that rises through pain, and reaches beyond the temporal.
Reflection
Darkness paints a picture of finality. What is finality without commencement? And what is it if not a rite of passage?
Bondage, too, presents itself as nature. It trains the body to accept limits it has been given, and to call surrender wisdom.
A crown was meant to silence Truth. Not only with thorns, but with ridicule, with spectacle, with the insistence that pain can make meaning collapse. Lashes were wrapped around flesh to teach it obedience, to reduce the eternal to something merely breakable.
And still, the greatest danger is not the wound. It is the bliss of the unseeing. The comfort of labelling what we cannot comprehend “unreal”, of naming ignorance peace.
Yet temporal pain has a strange capacity. It can summon fury. Not because suffering is to be vanquished, but because it is not the last word. The wound remains. It must. But there can be no surrender.
Only resistance.