Artist's Fossil

My own fists, forcefully imprinted.

One day, I felt angry and wanted to hit somebody. A bag of partly dried-up clay was lying in the studio, too hard to work with in any reasonable way. So I put it on the banding wheel and held it in place with one hand, while striking it with the other, thus fulfilling my urges.

As I found out later, the harder clay is, the more beautifully it takes the beating, and the more it hurts.

Stoneware, height 22 cm.

Available @Circa Antwerp 450 €