|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
As the son of an immigrant tool and die maker, I was trained at a
very young age to look carefully at how things work, to steal with
my eyes (as my father put it) while poring over the shops and
drafting tables of his practice. The smell of machine grease and
molten plastic that defined my Saturday mornings and summer
vacations at that factory took an incredible hold, and I am certain
that the work I do today is due in no small part to those many hours
of looking.
At the heart of my activity as a sculptor is a fascination with
form. I am awed when I watch a several ton cantilever bridge slowly
rise, pause, then lower gently back down over the Des Plaines River
in my home town of Chicago. I find the exoskeletons of crustaceans
remarkably alluring. Feats of engineering, both utilitarian and
evolutionary, have always appealed to me. This plurality gives me
momentum.
If the certain satisfaction of crafting a well-made object were
enough, I would undoubtedly fair better making tables and chairs. It
is the specificity of construction in the absence of a specific
function that intrigues me. Stealing, as my Romanian-Israeli father
taught me to do, the skills of the welder, the tailor, the carpenter
and, in recent work, perhaps the architect and engineer, I
investigate these utilitarian forms stripped of their original
practicality.
ARNY NADLER
Installation Photos coming soon |
|
____________________________________________________________________________________
|
|
