Sunday, August 11, 2013

Oh what a pity...


To continue from last week, here is the finished 1/12th scale maquette of my bathing figure.  In the final life-size sculpture, water will pour from the calabash shell she holds from outstretched arms.

D H Lawrence’s poem, “Innocent England” laments a court decision to destroy his nude paintings.  It begins:

Oh what a pity, Oh! don’t you agree,
That figs aren’t found in the land of the free!

Fig trees don’t grow in my native land;
There’s never a fig-leaf near at hand
When you want one; so I did without;
And that is what the row’s about…

Likewise, fig-leafs are not easily found in Caribbean and I too did without.   

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