(Marisa Marconi)
carves and polishes tree trunks to put in evidence their telling nuclei With her carving she gives form to the invisible and evokes, from infinity, forms that manifest themselves in their progressive becoming. In spite of this levity of feelings, her approach to sculpting is one of confrontation between her and the pundus of the material. A struggles that eventually forces the material to yield the secret point and to reveal its essence, or as Paul Klee would say the secret key of everything.
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