About Living Foil
When Oshri was small his mom wrapped foil around the sandwiches she packed him for lunch. It was his brother, however, who first inspired him with its potential as an art medium, when he used it to create a couple of small figurines. Moldable and flexible, it surpassed action figures in range of motion and expression. He started making them almost every day. His friend and I would come home after
school and recreate battle scenes from the Lord of the Rings, and over some years the living room was a show of miniature theatrics. Over time he’s learned more about the motion and form of life through sculpted anatomy, with something we usually see as a stiff, cheap, and uninspiring commodity.
Once in school he had a friend who was very shy—so much so that they barely talked. The foil became their mode of communication, and he would make them hanging in the trees by her dorm room entrance, the glinting and playful embodiments of the
labor of gentle love. For each conversation she and he didn't have, other students had dozens about the mysterious foil figures who would show up at the doorstep.
The foil evolves steadily. The forearms have transformed from ending in flat circles, to mittens, to hands. Foil Beings have appeared sitting
in a bakery in Casablanca, overlooking tropical valleys of Kauai, riding on the buses of Tel Aviv and the subways of New York, playing with children in the slums of Freetown, managing the Duke University library circulation desk. Each one as we are, created exactly for where it’s placed. Each containing thousands of plains that reflect thousands of different angles of reality, each plain a different shape and luminosity. Each dented surface reflecting and absorbing light from the others in a combination of fragments that make up the whole…
For Living Ink Flow (brush/pen and ink work), check out www.LivingInkFlow.com.
school and recreate battle scenes from the Lord of the Rings, and over some years the living room was a show of miniature theatrics. Over time he’s learned more about the motion and form of life through sculpted anatomy, with something we usually see as a stiff, cheap, and uninspiring commodity.
Once in school he had a friend who was very shy—so much so that they barely talked. The foil became their mode of communication, and he would make them hanging in the trees by her dorm room entrance, the glinting and playful embodiments of the
labor of gentle love. For each conversation she and he didn't have, other students had dozens about the mysterious foil figures who would show up at the doorstep.
The foil evolves steadily. The forearms have transformed from ending in flat circles, to mittens, to hands. Foil Beings have appeared sitting
in a bakery in Casablanca, overlooking tropical valleys of Kauai, riding on the buses of Tel Aviv and the subways of New York, playing with children in the slums of Freetown, managing the Duke University library circulation desk. Each one as we are, created exactly for where it’s placed. Each containing thousands of plains that reflect thousands of different angles of reality, each plain a different shape and luminosity. Each dented surface reflecting and absorbing light from the others in a combination of fragments that make up the whole…
For Living Ink Flow (brush/pen and ink work), check out www.LivingInkFlow.com.