At the end of the stream
away from the mainstream of sculpting Ludwig Haas has
led us into a world in which endurance and resistance
have become the real meaning of existence. Making
this order of what seems to be unchangeable null and
void once again — redefining it in terms of its origins as
the artist senses it to be and shaping it — this has
become the sculptor’s raison d'être.
His "sculptures" of steel are formed in a light so bright
and so hot that it simultaneously means darkness for
the artist. At the very moment he is working, he must
avert his eyes, protecting them, “sensing” what he is
creating only with his hands.
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