I read: "Also
with your hands you can rise to heaven.."
At the time, that was a revelation for me.. My hands became
alive, they wanted to do something, - but with what?
When I was a small child I used to spend long hours looking at a copper
pot of my grandmother. I used to play with it, to feel it with my hands..
Years went by and perhaps it was no coincidence that I met a friend
who had a sculpture studio..
Somehow I had never any doubt that my way was to work with metals. It
fascinated me that something so seemingly stiff and rigid could so easily
change its state and form under the steady fire of a welding torch.
I've spent days on end watching pieces of metal melting and melting
Without any knowledge, and with only that deep need for expression and
the image of my grandmother's copper pot, I started working in my friend's
studio. I joined Auroville in 1989, but only in '95 was I economically
able to build a workshop of my own in Kalabhumi, and that's where I
My work went through different stages. In the beginning it was mostly
figurative, to then gradually move towards more abstract forms
of expression. The metals I use are: copper, brass and silver.
Experiment is the password, and gratitude the final connection.