Holopherne's CRY Sculpture - Limited Edition of 12

Born in the XX in Belgium. Worked in London and working today in Belgium. Personnal Exhibitions since 1997. Private and public collections. http://mamasculpture.jimdo.com My whole creative act consists in paying my attention to the body, to the human figure. The city of the XXIst century registers record rates of population density, noise, pollution, goods, exorbitant rents, tight spaces, without any real rather artificial nature. I look at this body, I observe it. The sculptural form obtained by my work is linked to the body just like conversations; bodies dramatize, stretch, see, feel, reject, expand, contort, enjoy, mutilate, disgorge, seek, copy, transform, print, hide, fall apart, shift, implore, ... The human and his model of society focus the meaning of life on frenzied virtual consumerism and seem to divert the individual from questions of well-being and identity. His body expresses itself through the unconscious, takes on sculptural forms of opposition. The report seems to be made, the written form. What then is my role as an artist to play in the city? What alternative can I offer? In my creative act I try to reintroduce new spaces, significant for "the human figure". Messrs.  "Art is a cry to combat suffocation" F. Bacon It is not what the artist does that matters, but what he is. What concerns me is to enter into my reality as others artists enter into them reality. Rothko who has the feeling of having a lot to say and despairs of being heard, the anxiety of Cézanne, the teaching of Kandinsky, the torments of Van Gogh, Paul Klee, Von Jawlensky, Giacometti, the virtues of expression and construction that Cézanne leave us as a legacy ...