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Stefano Puzzuoli: Wood, Memory, Metamorphosis
Stefano Puzzuoli is an Italian sculptor who transforms fragments of forgotten nature into objects imbued with poetry and memory. His wooden vases, crafted from felled trunks, prunings, or wood destined for the fire, are living works: small three-dimensional haikus that speak of time, transformation, and imperfect beauty. His creative process begins in the woods of Tuscany, where he personally collects each piece, guided by instinct and observation.
Each trunk, marked by fungi, moss, or insects, is chosen for its invisible history. The artist doesn't impose forms, but listens to them emerge: grain, cracks, and organic traces become protagonists. Her vases are not simply functional objects, but containers of experiences that highlight imperfections as precious signs. As her manifesto states: "My work is listening to the wood. I don't transform it: I give it a voice."
Stefano Puzzuoli
Wood, memory, metamorphosis
Stefano Puzzuoli is an Italian sculptor who transforms fragments of forgotten nature into objects imbued with poetry and memory. His wooden vases, crafted from felled tree trunks, prunings, or wood destined for the fire, are living works: small three-dimensional haikus that speak of time, transformation, and imperfect beauty.
Sculptures born from the forest
His creative process begins in the Tuscan woods, where he personally collects each piece, guided by instinct and observation. Each trunk, marked by fungi, moss, or insects, is chosen for its invisible history. The artist doesn't impose forms, but listens to them emerge: veins, cracks, and organic traces become the protagonists.
An aesthetics of authenticity
The vases are not functional objects, but containers of experiences. Solid or fractured, smooth or furrowed by deep cracks, they reveal a unique relationship between matter and gesture, interior and exterior, life and memory. Imperfections are not erased, but rather exalted as precious signs of time.
Artist's Manifesto
“My job is to listen to the wood. I don't transform it: I give it a voice.”
THE CREATIVE PROCESS
THE GENESIS
The moment when the form frees itself from the bark to come to light.
THE SUBTRACTION
The art of removing the superfluous to get to the heart of the matter.
THE GUARDIANS
Silent, ancient figures that seem to observe those who look at them.
THE MEMORY
Every grain tells a story, every imperfection is a trace of time.
A selection of objects and details to complement the collection with balance and character.
