I am not much of a sculpture lover. Most of the monuments and figures I see, are just nonsense to me. Maybe just ok for their educational or historical context. In museums I tend to walk past them rather fast.
However, there are a few products of sculpting, that literally draw tears from a stone. For instance some of Käthe Kollwitz‘s masterpieces. But this is not today’s topic.
Today’s topic shall be Susanne Kraißer. Another young artist, whose work I saw for the first time at transformart festival two weeks ago
Her figurines of mainly female bodies in all their fragility and strength have a certain quality over and above the obvious impression, a sculpture has on first sight. Like: oh, look, a woman, or a beautiful woman, or a sitting woman too small for reality, too big for an obvious abstraction, or a woman, whose skin is ruffled just so, or, further, a tiny woman forlorn on her pedestal, or a group of small, young women and so forth.
Behind, in front and within all these attributes – which are all true – is another, non-textural quality, that is hard to explain. One can see feelings, is maybe the best way to put it. But not in the way, art sometimes subsumes one emotion in a big gesture or condenses the essence of a certain feeling in paint or stone.
Susanne Kraißer’s work radiates something, I’d call bearing or countenance. As I said above – fragility AND strenght may come in waves from a tiny figurine. A certain tilt in the head or the curve of a neck tells stories of hurt, that produced attitude. The posture itself, the way a spine is formed, a body is positioned, tell about a steely quality that will bend but not break.
Or the group of young girls – looking at them as a group, one can see playfullness, humour and so forth. Looking at them individually, one sees the longing for womanhood, the aloofness of extreme youth, shyness and so forth.
And what I loved best, the artist somwhow managed, to give each of her sculptures a portliness that protects them from being stared at.
Well, in short – I just really liked the work of this artist. Have a look:















These are fabulous and I love your thoughts on them, but I don’t see anything resembling “portliness” – what did you mean by that?
The mini-skirt ones struck me differently – it seemed to me that the posture of each one showed a different insecurity. A subconscious discomfort. A protective posture or positioning of the hands. The nudes later seemed more self-assured. And you are right – the one with the Lord’s Prayer is the most striking of all.
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portliness as in “würdevoll” was what I was trying to say, maybe I got it all wrong and just called them chubby?
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I have never heard the word “portly” used in any other way than “heavy” or “overweight” – but when I look up “würdevvoll” I see it listed there. In any case, I think “dignified” is the word you are looking for, and in this case, I agree completely. These figures are dignified in their sheer humanity.
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yes, now you throw in dignified, it’s a much better choice. Thanks. I took portly to go in the direction of würdevoll, when I first looked looked it up…
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These are wonderful. I could really live with her work x
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yes, so could I
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The postures of the figures really do speak to their attitudes and emotions. In the group rendering, each girl is the same (same color, same outfit, etc) yet completely different in the way she dances to her own tune. Beautiful, thanks for sharing, Lyart. 🙂
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thank you
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