Glazed Earthenware | 2015
The self-portrait bust represents where I come from and who I am. My homeland of Honduras is represented through the landscape choices, imagery from the national emblem, and Mayan sculpture. The coral reef references the world's second largest reef located in the Bay Islands. The guard houses are part of the San Fernando fortress, a historical national center. Mayan civilizations are part of Honduras' heritage and culture. The Mayan sculptural style is used in the depiction of the face and hair. The national emblem contains cornucopias of flowers, roses, and vines to represent the natural richness that abounds in Honduras. This artwork is meaningful to me and it makes me remember that I come from a beautiful country with many extravagant attributes, as well as knowing who I am. I am beauty, richness, and culture... I am Honduran.
(Honduran National Anthem)
Inspired by the lyrics of the Honduran national anthem, my series of sculptural vessels narrates chronologically the main events in the history of Honduras from the pre-Columbian era to the proclamation of independence through hand-built vessels carved and sculpted with red clay.
Glazed Earthenware | 13" x 11" x 7" | 2017
Your flag is a splendour of sky
Crossed with a band of snow;
And there can be seen, in its sacred depths,
Five pale blue stars.
In your emblem, which a rough sea
With its wild waves protects,
Behind the bare summit of a volcano,
A star brightly shines.
Glazed Earthenware | 12" x 7" x 7" | 2017
Like an Indian maiden you have been sleeping,
Lulled by the resonant song of your seas,
When, set in your golden valleys,
The bold navigator found you;
And on seeing, enraptured, your beauty,
And feeling your enchantment,
He dedicated a kiss of love to the blue hem
of your splendid mantle.
Glazed Earthenware | 11.5" x 6.5" x 6" | 2017
Glazed Earthenware | 10.5" x 6.5" x 6" | 2017
It was useless that your beloved Indian
Rushed into the fight with ire,
Because, covered with his blood, Lempira,
In the deep night he sank;
And of the heroic deed, in memory,
The legend alone has kept
A sepulcher in a forgotten place,
And the severe profile of a mountain peak.
Glazed Earthenware | 11.5" x 7" x 6.5" | 2017
For three centuries your children heard
The imperious mandate of the master;
For three centuries your useless complaint
In the blue atmosphere was lost
But one glorious day your ear
Perceived, powerful and distant,
That there, far away, over the Atlantic,
Indignantly, a lion roared.
Glazed Earthenware | 10.5" x 7" x 6" | 2018
It was France, the free, the heroic,
Which in its dreams of centuries slept,
Awoke irate to life
At the virile protest of Danton:
It was France, who sent to the death
The head of the consecrated King,
And which built up proudly at its side,
The altar of the goddess of Reason.
Glazed Earthenware | 10" x 7" x 6.5" | 2018
You also, oh my country!, arose
From your servile deep sleep;
You also showed the world
The infamous shackle destroyed.
And in your blessed soil, behind the tall
Hair of the wild jungle,
Like a bird of black feathers,
The fleeting colony was lost.
Glazed Earthenware | 10" x 7" x 6" | 2018
To guard this sacred emblem
We shall march, oh fatherland, to our death;
Our death will be honoured
If we die thinking of your love.
Having defended your holy flag,
And shrouded in its glorious folds,
Many, Honduras, shall die for you,
But shall fall in honour.
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