I was trying to explain my recollections of this rather large and impressive sculpture to someone the other day who'd never actually seen or heard of it.
It is, of course, one of Marc Quinn's mildly erotic and perhaps also, given that reaction, only mildly famous series of sculpts of the "supermodel" Kate Moss in one of her yoga poses, the more tiny gold version of which sold for pots of cash a few years ago, despite (I'm unreliably informed) costing £1.5 Million to actually make...
Anyway, my own personal existence was in collision with this particular piece a few years ago when it was one of the many sculptures on display in the grounds of Chatsworth House in Derbyshire, where it was positioned for the duration of that particular exhibition of sculptures, at the opposite end of the long water from the house itself.
As you walked along the sides of the lake you became increasingly aware of a rather bizarre abstract shape lurking in the distance and which gradually resolved itself into this unusual repositioning of the various parts of the human form as you got closer and closer to it.
As you walked along the sides of the lake you became increasingly aware of a rather bizarre abstract shape lurking in the distance and which gradually resolved itself into this unusual repositioning of the various parts of the human form as you got closer and closer to it.
It is a staggeringly beautiful and unusual piece, and you cannot help but be impressed by the physical dexterity of the girl, whilst simultaneously being rather relieved that she kept her pants on so that we all became far more intimately knowledgeable of her than we might really want or need to...
We wouldn't, after all, want to frighten the horses now, would we...?*
(*That's an oblique Mrs Patrick Campbell reference, by the way, in case you were wondering...)
We wouldn't, after all, want to frighten the horses now, would we...?*
(*That's an oblique Mrs Patrick Campbell reference, by the way, in case you were wondering...)
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