Kholmogor's bone carvers do not have such spacious workshops, as Ustuyg's silversmiths, who now became labourers, not artisans. But the essence of trade remains the same. ...
It changes from fundamental moves, such as replacing ivory with cow bones. Material has always dictated, rather, prompting the artist what to do, which tool to use an,d how to begin. What was telling to the artist a silent ivory monolith? Before starting the work, the artist went to the bathhouse, fasted, cleansed of all small and petty. He carefully prepared himself for the inner soul soaring.
Only in this state to a person would come a completely unexpected revelation when a work of art is born. Even a cow bone, cut and processed, causes the heart's desire to make out of it something extraordinary.
Polishing of the surface gives it an identity, it reveals itself, becomes milky opaque. The master's soul itself reaches for the tool. And then it would have been a blasphemy to drop the chisel! A human soul through the mediation of hands and various tools breathes in life, beauty, into the dormant, but always ready to be revived timber of granite, wood or bone. No need to disturb the artist in such moments! Let him finish the work intended.
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