Another collage of trees with several of the Wings of Desire chrysallis sculptures attached to them. My professor hated the idea so I never made them, but he loved this collage. Available in the gift shop here.
Here is a collage/poem piece I made in January of 1998. The pod-like structures attached to the trees relate to a mixed-media sculpture I made in 1997 out of cast glass, seed pods and other elements. It was inspired by the film Wings of Desire (1987, directed by Wim Wenders), and was meant to evoke a strange chrysallis, from which a winged spirit will emerge. Although I have no photographs, I still have this sculpture and will try to get it photographed someday.
I have often said that everyone should write poetry, but few people should read it. However, since the poem is part of this collage, here is a transcription of the poem I wrote for this piece:
When A Child Is Not A Child
Sloughing around inside this loose skin
I press my face close to the mask
Rough edges rub my eyes and
scratch my ‘lashes until they are raw.
“M’upher lipf’s salfy wid sweat.”
Dry leaves crunch underfoot—
I stumble and skin my left kneww
Sounds echo inside my over-big head
I feel alone— the other voices seem far away
But teh adult inside
the mask— Not yet
ready to emerge—
“There will be time
for worry later…”
This is Halloween
and my bag is full…
—14 January 1998