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Food for the Soul: Barbara Hepworth – Women Artists Series 9
Barbara Hepworth. Sphere with Inner Form (1963). Barbara Hepworth Museum, St. Ives, UK. Photo: image (c)2003 Graham Rogers at Wikipedia Commons
By Nina Heyn – Your Culture Scout
Imagine that you are a mother of a four-year-old boy as well as newborn, low-weight triplets. You are living in a damp, badly heated basement in 1930s London. The father of the triplets is a renowned painter who has absconded to Paris to live with his legal wife and their children. On top of these challenges, you are yourself an artist who cannot live without sculpting and creating, but carving in stone among boiling cloth diapers and screaming infants is not really an option.
You and Barbara Hepworth broadened my view of space and working with material. I like that she worked in different medias, kneading herself ever so gently into the work itself.
I like that artists in relationships with other artists can stay independent and brilliant in their own work. This is what saved her, and bares the bone of truth; you gotta suffer if you wanna sing the blues…
You and Barbara Hepworth broadened my view of space and working with material. I like that she worked in different medias, kneading herself ever so gently into the work itself.
I like that artists in relationships with other artists can stay independent and brilliant in their own work. This is what saved her, and bares the bone of truth; you gotta suffer if you wanna sing the blues…
You and Barbara Hepworth broadened my view of space and working with material. I like that she worked in different medias, kneading herself ever so gently into the work itself.
I like that artists in relationships with other artists can stay independent and brilliant in their own work. This is what saved her, and bares the bone of truth; you gotta suffer if you wanna sing the blues…