is carved out of alabaster from the same quarry in Cornwall where
Barbara Hepworth got hers. This a physically heavy piece.The bronze/copper/brass
resin casts are much lighter, and were made so that the piece could
be hung as a picture on the wall.
I made it a few years ago and I wanted to depict the feeling I have
of not belonging anywhere - being an outsider - so that on the surface
it looks like a happy scene with music and children jumping around
but, in fact, if you look closely, you will see the grieving parents
in the right foreground, 'losing' their daughter, and the window which
is firmly shutting her outů.
The 'chuppah' or canopy represents a home that can be swiftly dismantled,
if necessary. All four sides are wide open to symbolize hospitality
towards any passing stranger who will be welcomed into one's home.
The bridegroom is giving the bride a goblet of wine to sip and there
is a drawstring bag by his feet containing a glass which the groom
is going to tread on. As soon as he has stamped on the bag and the
tinkling of smashed glass is heard, all the guests at the wedding
ceremony will wish the couple a hearty 'mazeltov!' ('congratulations!')
In the right foreground are the grieving but happy parents who are
aware that they have both come to the end of an era. They know that
they are not losing their children completely but life is inevitably
changing for them. They keenly feel the loss but must recognise that
they are entering a new phase of their lives as they are getting older
and must withdraw from total responsibility and control of their children
who are now married and 'adult'.
jolly musician and the children running and jumping around evoke a
convivial and warm party atmosphere. However, there is a dark brooding
presence overshadowing the joyful scene, namely the overbearing and
stifling tree of life. In the background is a brick wall with its
shuttered window firmly closed. Strange - you may think - but nothing
is as it seems! Although we are all essentially part of a community,
whether it is situated in a city or a village, religious or secular,
from time to time we all may find ourselves asking the rhetorical
question, "Am I part of my community? Do I truly belong? Am I safe?
Am I alone?"