Last for the season

Kurt, "First kiss" turned out very nice, that hand and sleeve must have been challenging.

Beautiful choice of material for the second one. I would observe that she seems to be "growing on him".

"Growing on me" means that you're becoming a part of him,
a part of him that's essential,
a part of him that can't be replaced.

Beautiful carving, you are a romantic.

Rich

Kurt is a romantic. Does she need convincing ? We could do a petition...

Thank you Tela, Took a little more than 24 hours to get at least two people willing in coming out and giving me their idea on the piece.

Had quite a few responses on Facebook and something like Indian & Aborigine actually came up several times, before I told them what I had on mind.
The reason why I wanted people to come up with their own ideas as to what it represents to them, was because it shows to me that the image is good enough to evoke some sorts of feelings about it. Too often we try to explain everything away too quickly, and as an observer my own idea is with it automatically subdued if not erased. I'm glad for every answer I got, regardless how far from the intend.



I call it “Memories” and its supposed to be the opposite of the previous piece “First Kiss”.

The first one was about the fun occasion of a boy getting embarrassed by a kiss. This in contrast to me was intended to represent the memory of the last kiss.

There where several things important to me in creating this: older faces, headscarf and placing of her hand, the change-over of bright to dark colors, white/green and blue, and a hint of a smile in the guys face.

White color has come to mean not only purity but also death to me (lived in Asia for too long ). Minimal hair to be seen, hence the use of a headscarf and deeply carved face is a hint of illness. But, while she is gone, she still is able to touch his heart and give him life (green color), changing him from his (dark blue) mood to a brighter color (onset of green). He can sense her presence and has death in his eyes (white eyes) himself, yet remembering her soft touch brings contentment and a slight smile onto his face.

So, what I had on mind where people who had lost a loved one recently (I know several people in our community here, on the forums, and in the “real” world around me) who have/had to face Valentine for the first time alone. My intention was to create a reminder, that the words many of us spoke a long time ago “Till death do us part” are possibly legal, but not true. For “true love” death knows no boundary, and persists long after our passing.





One thing I slowly come to understand too, with the above experiments and the ones last year, is that I seem to have a better skill for tortured faces. Young at first intended, yet they always seem to turn out scared by life. I might just about use that to my advantage later in the year, should I be one of the contestants for the Jade Symposium.

There is absolutely no reason to be sorry about the mix-up at all.

I'm sorry to hear that you have something in your life right now that comes a little to close. Our prayers are with you,and most of all your nephew and his bride.

True art always has a story to tell, thanks for sharing it with us.

Rich

Impressive carve!

I would love to see it done with the man kissing the woman. My father passed away on Valentine's day in a horrific farm accident where he was burned over 95% of his body. I can imagine my mother being the one remembering that kiss from her high school sweetheart.

Your story really resonates with me, I to see what you come up with.

Tammy