‘Sometimes it is good to lose things in life because then we get to go on a treasure hunt to find them again.’
This is Leia’s wisdom, a five-year-old with a depth most people never find in a lifetime. She sat for me in my studio for a week as we worked together in creating a portrait of her in clay. ‘What pose do you think we should choose for this Leia? Should we turn your head slightly to one side and have a serious look on your face or should we have you looking up or down or straight at me? Should you smile or have a bit of attitude?’
She thought about it for a moment and chose the pose and expression and returned to it perfectly with each sitting. ‘Can we listen to that man who sings about the lady who feeds him oranges again?’
‘Do you mean Leonard Cohen, do you like his music? I play Suzanne for her.
‘Yes this man, I like his songs.’
I start adding clay, watching her carefully, moving all around her as she sat perfectly still for me.
It was the same week that her dad had to leave and move back to Brazil, he bought her a stuffed toy which she held closely to her. ‘Are you missing your dad?’
She doesn’t answer, just nods her head a little and looks on listening to the music. We work on and speak about other things instead. This week is a distraction for her to keep her mind on other things. The music plays on in the background and out of the silence she says, ‘Sometimes it is good to lose things in life because then you get to go on a treasure hunt to find it again.’ I stop for a moment and think about what she has just said, the truth of life contained in this simple sentence spoken by a five-year-old. Does she know how much she has just said? I look at her face that has not moved while she faithfully holds the pose and I know that she has. We finish the portrait and I record the sentence in the clay.
I haven’t said much about the Earth Boy sculpture but it is actually a piece close to my heart. It was based on a portrait of my nephew Jesse when he was 7 years old. He didn’t wan to pose for me so all I managed to get out of him was a few profile photographs to work from. I was visiting my brother Eric, who lives in a small town in the Eastern Cape, we decided to go to the local dam and dig out some clay.
We ended up with a wheelbarrow full of wonderful black clay full of grit and texture and it was from this that I made Earth Boy. I made a simple waste mold to preserve it on my journey home and then made a cement casting. It was only years later that I was able to make a proper mold and finally cast him in bronze.
The sculpture has a sort of hunting beauty to it which stirs all kinds of emotions.