March 23, 2013

The Unfinished


I've noticed it's a rare visitor who will look much at the unfinished, and that visitor will usually be another sculptor.  I'm a carpenter who wanders the hall of a house no one lives in.  The next time you're in Florence, say hello to the Slaves.  They all hate David, you know.   I think that's why I've spent so much time knocking on her face.   Even I need something to just enjoy, not work on.  Maybe pick the occasional booger out of her nose.  Carefully.