One of my first artistic shocks came from Dalí’s Elephants, towering creatures with impossibly thin legs, carrying temples on their backs. That contrast, between weight and fragility, between power and precariousness, never left me.
This piece was born from that early fascination. I wanted to push bronze beyond its comfort zone, to stretch it until it seemed ready to break, yet hold just enough strength to stand. No reinforcements, just tension made tangible.
The legs are impossibly slender, yet steady. The top feels as if it might float away. Together, they form a sculpture that lives on the edge, between collapse and control.
I named this myth She’s Lost Control, after the haunting Joy Division song. It evokes a sense of surrender, of letting go just enough to see what remains standing. This balance, between tension and beauty, fragility and force, is where the piece lives.
