“The Kiss of Death” – a sculpture made on the tombstone of the untimely deceased young son of the Soler family evokes ambivalent feelings. On the one hand, I want to escape from the sinister figure, on the other – to look at least one eye. Authorship is not certain, but it does not interfere with attributing the sculptural composition installed at the cemetery in Barcelona to the magnificent statues of the past century.
The sculpture consists of two figures: a young man and a kissing… angel, or demon? There is no definite answer. If an angel, where is his divine beauty? And if a demon, why so gently fell to the forehead of a man?
The composition is harmonious and surprisingly subtly conveys the moment when life leaves the body. We clearly see how the young man’s beautiful body weakened, his head thrown back, his torso limp, his hands hanging limply along the body. Truly, the author’s intention is audacious, one feels a philosophical depth, a certain inconsistency in the modeling of images.
Perhaps the author conveys the face, the moment that separates the real world from the unknown. Death comes unexpectedly, it can sneak up on a person unnoticed. Initially, we feel only her breath, some vibrations come from the flapping of huge wings, which are able to carry her in an instant to each of us. And here it is near, bony, terrible, inevitable.
Death picks up the young, eager to live, but for some reason, unable to do so, under his limp hands and calmly kisses his forehead. It is difficult to say what kind of kiss. Perhaps the ominous cold kissing takes the last spark of life, plunging the soul into oblivion forever. Or maybe vice versa – this is a kiss, like a seal, acceptance into your own, world unknown to us.
The sculptural group is emotional, one feels spiritual tension from the inability to get answers to the questions that flare up in the head. But definitely the sculpture is expressive, deep and delightful.