Portrait of my daughter
A mother’s love can be painful.
The transfigured romantic projections of a good and loving mother and the contemplation of the real person do not create a homogeneous picture. The different projections do not add up to a homogeneous picture but instead create a lot of cracks and fractures.but rather cracks and breaks: Sewing the parts together with a golden thread is both a material operation and a way of depicting the ambiguity of motherly love.
Dimensions in cm: 23 width x 53 height x 30 depth
Year: 2005 – 2013
Material: Clay hardened with synthetic resin, brass wire, oil paint