AGNES KEIL

lights going on in the blocks of flats.
The room, its quality, the alterations through the things in it.

In sculpting I deal with light and heavy materials, define the room with a thin outline, I reduce the body to a line, plunge into the mass, creep into the powerfulness of a heavy wet tree trunk. I place volume against nothingness, discover a creation without a previous construct, just movement, rhythm and purpose.
And again and again - whether in dance, theatre, craft, or in sculpting - physical laws and necessities interlace with the unrestrained rhythmical sound of expression.

Life is movement. Sculpture is space.