30 May 2013

Me at Atelier Brancusi

I had only one destination in mind while in Paris (leaving the rest entirely up to Alice);
 Atelier Brancusi. This is all his stuff, just as it was in his studio- but moved into a reconstructed museum-space. Apart from the weirdness of that (the objects are in their original-ish context, but not wholly so; its kind-of clinical, and all behind glass. What would have been walls, are here replaced by glass- surely creating a weird perspective, not anticipated by Brancusi himself...) it is a really rich collection, and I got pretty carried away and took a hundred photos. 

Here the simple forms are bunched together- its very intense! And one sees all the tools as sculptural forms too. Its what you dream of in a studio. I was especially interested in the anvil. And the forge, and the plinths, and the... everything...

Brancusi stuff is not always just simple shiny forms- tho', I suppose the famous works are- and with that there are ideas of erasure of hand-gesture, symmetry, 'perfection'. But here are some rough-hewn works too; versions of The Kiss and Sleeping Head that may seem unfinished, but I reckon he just left like that- because the feeling of it, just dawning out of the stone, is enough. I had never seen this Kiss before so that was a real treat.

The architecture of the space is great too, I loved the simple fire-place with sculptural+clever heat-diffusing flue. (left, bit cropped out

There's a turquoise gleam right in the middle of this picture, in the shadows...

That Jug.
That Verticality of Files and Rasps.
Rasp In Space
But, there was no dust.


  1. It makes my brain feel good to look at all this.

    I wonder if Brancusi made those golf clubs?

  2. Ha! I wonder where he played... I imagine him to be a bit too...'bohemian' for the Golf Club...