There is a very old poem that inspired this piece.
It is called “Married Love” by Kuan Tao_Sheng, translated by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung:
It goes as follows:
You and I
Have so much love
That it
Burns like fire,
In which we bake a lump of clay
Molded into a figure of you
And a figure of me.
Then we take both of them,
And break them into pieces,
And mold again a figure of you,
And a figure of me.
I am in your clay.
You are in my clay.
In life we share a single quilt.
In death we will share one bed
One of the deepest human yearnings is to connect with another human being. To be inextricably linked to another soul. “The deep desire for love, to be one with another on all levels, crosses all times and boundaries.” It is interesting to note that from ancient times clay has been associated with the human body.
