THE ART OF FLYING

I'm modelling. Hour after hour, day after day. The modelling transforms into a silent ritual of peace.

1 Moment of Perfection

Rhythm, in time, in the movements of the body. Is the passing of time seen in the object? Are the movements of the body seen?

Materials: Parian porcelain, mirror shelves

2 First Lesson in the Art of Flying

A ritual of peace for bringing peace into the world, into the hearts of people.

Materials: Terracotta (Finnish Red Clay), the figures are attached with double sided tape on the gallery wall

3 Deadly Silence

One thousand silent birds.

Materials: Parian porcelain, wooden shelves, red paint

The Flight

I flew through the window

Into space

To the borderline of Universe

When I returned

The window was undamaged

Like nothing had happened