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To The Pointe / Flying Machine is an original nylons on hook fiber artwork by Lucine Kaplan, created in 2024.
Shipping is billed separately and is not included in the artwork price. Lucine will send a separate shipping invoice after purchase.
A reflection on performance, artistic discipline, autonomy and the marks left by a chosen craft.
Artist: Lucine Kaplan
Year: 2024
Collection: Ripping the Seams — In Her Shoes
Dimensions: 36 × 24 inches
Medium: Original nylons on hook fiber artwork
One original artwork available
For collection enquiries and delivery arrangements, contact she@lucinevisions.art.
TO THE POINTE / FLYING MACHINE (1795)
Ethics, talent, grace and vision
So strong, no one could make an incision
on the intrinsic
value that is fostered from within
When they try to cut a place
for themselves into my rare cry
I recognize the clown in their game
For every last one ends up being the same
I see the young
child behind their eyes
My sons
my daughters
my children
they become
They watch
As I rise on stage
pouring my heart
into the art
Setting the notch
where barriers are down
and we are one
Now, the performance is done
I remove the garments of my day
Where straps of stockings and slippers have left cuts
as expected
nary dismay, nor free
These scars by choice and autonomy
Blood, sweat, and tears, they say
Where my children can learn a few things
should the attention be paid
To The Pointe / Flying Machine is an original nylons on hook fiber artwork by Lucine Kaplan, created in 2024.
Shipping is billed separately and is not included in the artwork price. Lucine will send a separate shipping invoice after purchase.
A reflection on performance, artistic discipline, autonomy and the marks left by a chosen craft.
Artist: Lucine Kaplan
Year: 2024
Collection: Ripping the Seams — In Her Shoes
Dimensions: 36 × 24 inches
Medium: Original nylons on hook fiber artwork
One original artwork available
For collection enquiries and delivery arrangements, contact she@lucinevisions.art.
TO THE POINTE / FLYING MACHINE (1795)
Ethics, talent, grace and vision
So strong, no one could make an incision
on the intrinsic
value that is fostered from within
When they try to cut a place
for themselves into my rare cry
I recognize the clown in their game
For every last one ends up being the same
I see the young
child behind their eyes
My sons
my daughters
my children
they become
They watch
As I rise on stage
pouring my heart
into the art
Setting the notch
where barriers are down
and we are one
Now, the performance is done
I remove the garments of my day
Where straps of stockings and slippers have left cuts
as expected
nary dismay, nor free
These scars by choice and autonomy
Blood, sweat, and tears, they say
Where my children can learn a few things
should the attention be paid
