77 STILL LIFE
13-12-2023
13-12-2023
In French, still life is "nature morte", meaning "dead nature".
In Tristan Hoare's gallery space, ivy creeps out from hidden corners of walls and cracks in door frames and into the light from windows. The fruits, breads, vegetables, and even thumbnail-sized flies found on the table are made of ceramic, as if time had suddenly been suspended for a moment. Artist Kaori Tatebayashi has left the ceramics unglazed to emphasise the natural form of the plants.
Tatebayashi had previously been studying ceramics in Japan before developing a keen interest in bionic ceramics in the UK and eventually choosing to settle in London. She is a gardener and has a garden of her own, she says. "I wanted to preserve time and stop the clock on flowers and plants." She faces nature and tries to capture plants in their most natural state as much as possible, even the traces of insect infestation are a beauty in her eyes.
It's still drizzling in London in autumn, and a few yellowing leaves are slowly falling, reflecting the ceramic foliage in the gallery. In art, we seem to catch a glimpse of eternity.
I am also fascinated by the natural cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the ups and downs of life, and I also want to capture this fleeting time!
In Tristan Hoare's gallery space, ivy creeps out from hidden corners of walls and cracks in door frames and into the light from windows. The fruits, breads, vegetables, and even thumbnail-sized flies found on the table are made of ceramic, as if time had suddenly been suspended for a moment. Artist Kaori Tatebayashi has left the ceramics unglazed to emphasise the natural form of the plants.
Tatebayashi had previously been studying ceramics in Japan before developing a keen interest in bionic ceramics in the UK and eventually choosing to settle in London. She is a gardener and has a garden of her own, she says. "I wanted to preserve time and stop the clock on flowers and plants." She faces nature and tries to capture plants in their most natural state as much as possible, even the traces of insect infestation are a beauty in her eyes.
It's still drizzling in London in autumn, and a few yellowing leaves are slowly falling, reflecting the ceramic foliage in the gallery. In art, we seem to catch a glimpse of eternity.
I am also fascinated by the natural cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the ups and downs of life, and I also want to capture this fleeting time!
