SWEPT AWAY/Tabletop

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.