The ephemeral nature holds everything: life, death, the passage of time. Reveals its strength and sensitivity. Only by contemplating it seems to stop.
In recent years, through ceramics and contemporary jewellery , I have experienced the pulsion to work materials pushing them to its thinnest proportions, and from there I have created fragile and delicate pieces. During the process many of them deformed, went bankrupt or broke. Each piece had a story, but also they were aesthetically beautiful: their broken shapes were imperfect in their sharp edges but fluid, natural, spontaneous, always revealing a new internal color or texture. Driven by the desire to create, after frustration, I learned to live with it, transforming them into new pieces.
I attempted to follow the suggestions of increasing thicknesses, but I always ended the same: the reason was telling me one thing, but my hands were telling me another. I Understood, that further to know materials, to understand them I needed to accept them. I started to think that maybe what I was trying to avoid (the fracture, the spoilage), was actually the visual evidence that showed me better the delicacy of the material.
What’s behind the fragility of objects? What is the meaning of fracture? Which is the reason/cause and course/progress of their short lives? What happens when we break a jewel or art piece and unlike any other object? What is the cultural difference between an object and a jewel? Why is it so hard to accept that such vulnerability is part of its beauty, to make a commitment to use it, to make it part of us?
I like to create some intimacy with the jewel from the delicate, subtle and ephemeral. In this series by focusing on fracture as a visible factor that reveals the fragility of materials and the true nature of the objects.
Even elements as rocks and rubbles that have a solid appearance, they were fragments of something bigger; the shape of their faces reveal the fracture they suffered. As a contradiction of what we know, the exterior of this “rocks” is conceived and built as walls, a skin or shell that conceal a different and complex internal world. Inside them, delicate twigs and shavings made of colored porcelain are hidden, ready to be discovered. Consistently, the spares of casting (ideally an “industrial” process), still keep the traces of handmade.
The pieces were made to be worn, to be cared. I attempt to enhance the beauty of the imperfect. Accident is the vehicle to provoke curiosity, discovery, contemplation, acceptance and re- assessment from small subtleties. Only when they break we have the opportunity to complete our knowledge about them.
And then what? …Nothing. There is only contemplate.
Brooch #1. Porcelain, stainless steel.
Brooch. Without you. Paper clay porcelain, stainless steel needles
Broche Broken Nr. 2.1. Love 2.1. Paper clay porcelain, underglaces, stainless steel needle.
Collar broken piedras 2_348x500
Patricia Gallucci - Necklace - Reconstruction_335x500
Patricia Gallucci. Brooch. Broken Nr5_667x445
Pechera rectangular ramas_467x500
Patricia Gallucci - Brooch - Broken Nr 1- Love-Before and after - From the Broken series_667x288
Brooch - Dreaming of you. Paper clay porcelain, underglaces, stainless steel needle.