Ambiguity

I see him in my mindHe moves, he stirs tonight But when I come to him, Our limbs entwined That arm wraps around me It holds me and controls me—Can we take flight?
The beauty of ballet is how effortlessly the dancers seems to soar in the air. So in one sense, this verse (and the bronze sculpture inspired by it) is about the illusion presented to us by bounds and leaps, by the ingenious choreography and the virtuosity of the dancers. But in a larger sense, this verse is about the way we relate to one another. Can she take flight without the support he offers--or else, is it his hold that holds her back?
The sculpture takes this ambiguity to an ultimate extreme, because as you may notice, the body of the male dancer is entirely porous, and worse--it is disconnected: The torso is completely separate from the hips, it hovers in space in utter discontinuity! You, the viewer, are invited to 'connect the dots'... It is, in fact, her body that holds him--not the other way around. If not for her, his upper body would be in pieces on the floor...





An earlier post, A Peek Into My Studio, is where you will find the oil-based clay model for this sculpture.