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Revista Umělec 2000/4

01.04.2000

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Children inherently and fragmentarily preserve one of the archetypal reasons why it is possible to make sculptures: “I want something I like, something I would like to have.” It’s very straightforward: affection—desire—interpretation. At the same time, children-artists are characteristic for their non-sentimental, unbelievably philosophically balanced approach to it. They don’t get attached nor do they re-use things.
This summer has offered an interesting comparison with two stories reminding us of winter. London is watching huge snowballs with little things mixed in by Andy Goldsworthy slowly melt away in the sun (his website meticulously presents the project, including an offer (and prices) for photographs from his previous projects). In the meantime, in Skopje, the steamy capital of Macedonia, the photograph of a snow car slowly melts and disappears on a notice board nailed to the fence of the Karpoš house of pioneers (scouts).
M.Z., Aug. 3, 2000, Libušín





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