What if casting is the only way of appreciating an object?
I think it was back in
the city of Syracuse where Archimedes shouted Eureka when he realised that he
could measure precisely the volume of his body by weighting the water that was
displaced when he submerged in a full bathtub.
Doesn’t that say that you can not easily tell between two people of similar size which one is larger? And to take the point further, it becomes fiendish to compare people to other animals even if their sizes seem similar. Unless you submit them to the Archimedes experiment you will probably stay forever in doubt. Does the eye cheat? And how scary is this when we use it a lot, or better, way too much? And how often do we miss as kids when we are asked to match an outline to a picture? Or maybe we get it wrong because we already matched the outline and then tried to fit all in? Does the mind play this dirty game of trying to convince us that the things we see match the things we know? Wait a second; does that mean we should throw everything into the bathtub before deciding what is what?
Or do artists have a better way of doing things, maybe by knowing the hard way that you never ever trust your eyes? Isn’t casting the same thing with the filled bathtub being the mould? Aren’t you creating a negative of the form so you can fill it again and reproduce its volume? So taking a step back, you observe closely the object, you give it your whole attention, you perceive its outline with your fingers, you absorb its qualities and then...you dip it into plaster. As the time ripens fruit, it dries plaster too and then when the harvest comes your mould is ready and void. What do you make now out of the contained space? Was this what you remembered? Was this what you expected? Does the emptiness equal the pain of absence of the object? Is this that you feel when you want to bring back the object to life, and cast it again, and again and again? Did you replace it? Do all these replicas look the same as the prototype?
Or will you keep casting until you find your first love?