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"When marble becomes flesh..."
From her union/struggle with marble, Maria Papa Rostkowska creates blooming flowers, moulds warriors, conjures up promises of happiness. Her sculptures are made to be stroked. Our fingers slide and linger on their curves and she invites us to share an universe where male and female poles are confronted and combined, call and echo each other. Duality of figures sometimes sturdily built, sometimes vibrating from a powerful thrust, gracious or monumental, abstract or representational. From battles (warriors) to love (embrace, motherhood), from encounters between cultures (Quetzatcoatl conquered by the vessels of Colombus) to the fascination for the sheer beauty of the horse’s spirit, the bird’s flight or the gliding boat, it is a dream of happiness obviously sensual and secretly spiritual incarnate in marble. A wide variety of marbles, from jet-black or white-as-flesh marbles from Carrara to the rosy or orangey shades of the Syrian or Portuguese marbles - suggestive of far-away harmonies- to the golden bronze pieces moulded from the marble sculptures direct carving (en taille directe). Joëlle Rostkowski |
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...latest addictions:
"Ulysse" 
"Piccolo Leone"
"Torso"
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