Catastrophy

The center of the Installation is a seed. The core. When you walk the sacred path of any labyrinth, the centre is to go within, stay contemplating, letting the questions flow and be there...  My seed is made in porcelain, in two pieces. The bottom one dried very slowly and was fired twice successfully.

Then the top part, with lots of work did not make it. Catastrophe in the kiln... how could this happen to the seed I cried! Start again. And for a second time, it cracked while drying. By the sugestion of my dear friend hanne, I will make it for a third time, but not with clay but with papier mache.

This is the sequence of the seed...