"I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free." ~Michelangelo
there are masters
of word and of plaster
producers and
crafters
and after
if you asked
them how
they knew
when
the making
the creating
the shaping were done--
I imagine they stand back
confident
that no more excess could be wrent
from the
stone and the bone
words, plaster --previous disaster.
Art now lives.
This is reflexive
artist turning inward on herself
cutting away
cutting down
cutting off
breath, movement
all the shit that doesn't yield
I am real.
in this way
the process is like disease.
it is the only time
a thing like
autoimmunity uses its
edge to create
instead of kill.
Photo by Chris Randall