Page 80 in my book Notes on the Nude is headed Tame in Comparison to Rodin. It reads as follows:
Despite every effort to resist finish, my torso of Marcella
is tame beside how Camille Lemonnier, Belgian, writer, poet and journalist,
describes one of Rodin’s sculptures:
At the Maison d’Art there is a torso that seems to have
been spewed out from the furnaces of Gomorrah. It has been savagely torn and
splayed the way a fissure in the earth cracks open, as though a crucible were
exploding in its depths.
Perhaps the life-size torso that I've cast from handmade paper pulp comes closer to Rodin's torso. It was released from the mold prematurely, not by me but by the same tropical trade wind that brought the curtain down on Marcella.
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