The kiss; what a wonderful, longed for, sometimes frightening, sought after, misunderstood, and maybe the greatest gift to the human race since most people are born as a result of a kiss which led to other things.
How the hell do you describe a kiss: by the feeling it gives you, by the physical act, by the chemical and emotional reaction?
Words cannot adequately describe a kiss and so it’s no wonder artists have tried to convey the meaning of the kiss with art. Rodin’s sculpture of “The Kiss” is one of the most famous in the world. And there are all of Gustav Klint’s paintings trying to tell us what a kiss is.
Then there is The Kiss of Death, which I suppose started with Judas kissing Jesus and in the Mafia is a signal that someone has been marked for execution. I don’t have any idea how many painting there are of Judas Kissing Jesus, but it must be in the tens of thousands.
I did two earlier sculptures of my impression of a kiss, which is that the man gets all the benefits (for lack of a better word), and that is why in both of them the woman’s hair flows over the man and all that she is offering is implied in the hair turning into a cornucopia.
For those of you who are interested in the technicality of such things; the one on the left was a crackle glaze fired to cone 10. The one on the right was painted with underglazes and also fired to cone 10. Continue reading