By Steve Shaheen (MFA 2005)
After six weeks in seaside Carrara, the skin is tan, the
body sore, the stomach accustomed to heaping portions of carbohydrates, and the
New York grind a fleeting bad dream. The rust has finally been scraped
off my Italian, but my brain is amply scrambled from constant translation, so much so that I am now responding to Italians in English and Americans in Italian.
The days are long, and the hardcore among us work from 7am
to 9:30pm. Sculpting in natural daylight is infinitely better than under
studio lights, and there is a local adage that reinforces this: Che si fa di
notte si vede di giorno (what you do by night you see by day). In
Carrara there is no sense of a relaxed Mediterranean culture that is perpetually
tardy and punctuated by siestas; as long as the sun shines and blood stirs in
your veins, you work.
What is work?
Work is donning a respirator, safety glasses, ear protection
and gloves to dive into a clamorous white mist of strenuous and irrevocable
decision making. Work is subduing a writhing pneumatic hammer that
delivers 6,000 blows per minute, and submitting its abusive concussions to a
mass of 200-million-year-old crystallized marine skeletons with the hope that
somehow all this violence will eventually make sense. Work is cradling a
2400-watt angle grinder with 9-inch blade screaming at 10,000 rpm, three inches
from your hands, as you whittle a block of marble that was moved by a crane at
breakfast into something you can hoist with one arm by lunch.
This is the world of contemporary stone sculpture, at least
to those of us remaining who do our own work. It's not for everyone.
Italy is a place of surprises, whether it's discovering your
rental car's spare tire
has a hole in it while on the shoulder of a highway, or your train
catching on fire. In addition to these memorable occurrences, we've
had many pleasant impreviste.
Highlights include: Josh and Heena's invitation to participate in Carrara Marble Week (an art
and design fair in the city's historic center); a lunch with American
expatriate, painter/engraver Robert Carroll; admission to a closed room in the
Bargello for a private viewing of Bernini's Costanza
Bonarelli; a six-hour hike in the green
mountains above Camaiore. Josh also claims that he is surprised to
discover that olive oil tastes like olive oil, and tomatoes taste like
tomatoes.
I'm about to leave the land of vermentino and spaghetti
allo scoglio for the concrete and steel jungle I call home.
Check out more details about the Carrara residency on Josh Henderson's blog.
Alla prossima,
Steve Shaheen
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Steve Shaheen
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This summer Steve Shaheen (MFA 2005) led a two-week stone carving residency in Carrara, Italy generously sponsored by ABC Stone. The residency promotes the use of stone
in artistic practice by pairing young artists with master sculptors for
experimental learning through intensive mentoring.
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