Actaeon sees his reflection in a pond and discovers that Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, has transformed him into a stag.
I am fascinated by moments in which nature and man connect, meet and merge.
The vision of the image of Actaeon reflected in the water lasts for an instant before he dies. It doesn’t matter whether the horned being is still a man or already an animal – what matters is the beauty of the moment, an instant of untouchability. It is the memory of a perfect moment, which then passes, leaving us only with a trophy.
In the legend this transformation is caused by divine wrath, in my workshop by a new technique that I call hollow sculpting.
I have attempted to test the limits of my method, controlling tension and challenging equilibrium, managing to shape the glass to dimensions that have never before been reached.
The result is a modern trophy, a testament that serves as a warning, an imposing and ethereal alter ego of nature, which it wishes to take the place of.
