Kaliss fusion Sculpture

I was born in Paris in an Ashkenazi family with russian and polish roots. Graciously, rather than the torments of the Slavic soul, my parents passed on to me their life-saving energy and their faith in the world’s beauty. I quickly turned to literature studies as well as piano, basked in gracious poetry from Nerval, Prévert, Debussy and Satie. Years go by, children are born, and a career into human resources intertwines with my piano instructor activities. At the end of the 1990s, I settle with my family in the Luberon (France), immersing myself, after Paris’s mineral and monumental beauty, into the vibrant one of a mutli-ochre land. It’s during a meet at the “manufacture de Baccarat” that I discover, to my surprise, the art of fire. I was thunder struck and dazzled by the hypnotic spectacle of workers rafting their pieces. An unfortunate accident deprives me of my piano. Ceramic is now how I get to express myself, and the earth – that of my land of adoption- a medium to my poetic pursuits. After an apprenticeship carried out alongside my professional activities, I now focus entirely on my craft, Ceramic. Days go by in my workshop, from wheel to furnace, clays to glazes, sheltered on my hilltop. My labouring of clay is driven by the search of emotions born from shapes and colours, just as they used to transpire in the notes of “Clair de Lune”.