"The Alley" Sculpture

Unique Hand turned music box. April 2015, responding to a poem, titled “Scenes from the Passion: The Evening by Liz Berry: "There is an alley where you can go, where you can kiss someone’s mouth until you climb inside them, force your way in, push your cells into their cells and become one creature — angelic." The distinct contrasting emotions, passion and exultation tainted with melancholic disgust drew me in. I bound elements of the poem – “angelic”, “feathers” “light” and “air” to the love tragedy of Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake. Motifs of repetition- the thorns, the spinning spool and the music echoes the antics of the alley.