Título: Portas
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Descrição: Portas… Me vejo em um corredor com pouca iluminação… caminho indo e voltando como quando preciso solucionar um problema. Remoo o desafio nessas idas e vindas a fim de degluti-lo sem grandes surpresas. Ledo engano… O corredor é longo, quero chegar à última porta, mas tantas outras me distraem pelo caminho. Entre a esquerda e direita, o azul e vermelho, entre ir ou ficar, o abrir ou fechar, me perco num misto de curiosidade, ansiedade e angústia. Escolhas podem me impactar de maneira leve, saborosa e até afável, mas também podem demandar esforços digestivos para absorvê-las em meu sensível estômago; em outros casos, arranha a garganta num misto de dor e desespero, como num prenúncio de dissolução. Portas me apavoram… Fazendo o caminho inverso, reparo uma imagem em cima da porta. Fixo meus olhos… ela seduz-me profunda e misteriosamente. As outras portas continuam ali, porém despercebidas, constroem um novo corredor vazio. O medo se esvai enquanto percebo um vigente e excitante ruminar, a porta das portas. Esta peça representa meu medo. As portas, as escolhas que me assolam… as maçanetas, atraentes e ampliadas, convidam e distraem meu objetivo final, seja ele qual for. As dobras são minhas cicatrizes e amassadas, formam empurrões e aprendizados, algo que me transporta.
Medidas da peça: Par portas: 10,4cm (altura) x 2cm (largura) Par maçaneta: 2,3 cm (altura) x 1,7 cm (largura) Materiais: Prata 90 e latão; Técnicas: Recorte na placa Embutir Solda Articulação
Work by Isabella Perillo (@bellaperillo) for “USE YOUR FEAR”
Descriptive overview:
Doors...
I find myself in a dimly lit corridor... I walk back and forth as if I needed to solve a problem. I mull over the challenge in these comings and goings in order to swallow it without great surprises. The corridor is long, I want to reach the final door, but so many others distract me along the way. In between left or right, blue or red, going or staying, opening or closing, I get lost in a mix of curiosity, anxiety and anguish. Choices can impact me in a light, tasty and even affable way, but they can also demand digestive efforts to absorb them in my sensitive stomach; in other cases, they scratch my throat in a mixture of pain and despair, as in a foretaste of dissolution. Doors terrify me... Going the other way, I notice an image on top of the door. I stare at it... it seduces me deeply and mysteriously. The other doors are still there, but unnoticed, building a new empty corridor. Fear fades away as I notice a steady and exciting ruminating, the door of doors. This jewelry piece represents my fear. The doors, the choices that plague me... the handles, attractive and enlarged, invite and distract me from my ultimate goal, whatever it may be. The folds are my scars and crumples, they form pushes and learnings, something that transports me.
Piece measurements:
Door pair: 10.4cm (height) x 2cm (width)
Pair door handle: 2,3cm (height) x 1,7cm (width)
Materials:
Silver 90 and brass;
Techniques:
Plate cutout
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Medidas da peça: Par portas: 10,4cm (altura) x 2cm (largura) Par maçaneta: 2,3 cm (altura) x 1,7 cm (largura) Materiais: Prata 90 e latão; Técnicas: Recorte na placa Embutir Solda Articulação
Work by Isabella Perillo (@bellaperillo) for “USE YOUR FEAR”
Descriptive overview:
Doors...
I find myself in a dimly lit corridor... I walk back and forth as if I needed to solve a problem. I mull over the challenge in these comings and goings in order to swallow it without great surprises. The corridor is long, I want to reach the final door, but so many others distract me along the way. In between left or right, blue or red, going or staying, opening or closing, I get lost in a mix of curiosity, anxiety and anguish. Choices can impact me in a light, tasty and even affable way, but they can also demand digestive efforts to absorb them in my sensitive stomach; in other cases, they scratch my throat in a mixture of pain and despair, as in a foretaste of dissolution. Doors terrify me... Going the other way, I notice an image on top of the door. I stare at it... it seduces me deeply and mysteriously. The other doors are still there, but unnoticed, building a new empty corridor. Fear fades away as I notice a steady and exciting ruminating, the door of doors. This jewelry piece represents my fear. The doors, the choices that plague me... the handles, attractive and enlarged, invite and distract me from my ultimate goal, whatever it may be. The folds are my scars and crumples, they form pushes and learnings, something that transports me.
Piece measurements:
Door pair: 10.4cm (height) x 2cm (width)
Pair door handle: 2,3cm (height) x 1,7cm (width)
Materials:
Silver 90 and brass;
Techniques:
Plate cutout
Embed
Solder
Articulation