The Pieta
This piece is a deliberate volte face of Michaelangelo’s masterpiece. Instead of
depicting the pathos and tragedy of a limp corpse in the arms of a grieving mother
Balcomb’s piece evokes a quietly controlled, peaceful, open-faced, unapologetic,
will to life and power. Her forward posture, back-stretched arms, and loosening
bands across the chest suggest that she is straining at all that limits and prevents
her from the fullness of life that awaits her. She knows exactly where she is going
and what is preventing her from getting there. But her efforts are not flailing and
desperate. Instead of manifesting in furrowed brow, bent shoulders, and grimacing
mouth, her expression is relaxed, her eyes and mouth half open. Her striving is
restful. While her intentions are clearly transparent, her will is not promethean, as
in one of Balcomb’s other pieces – Son of Man – but focused and circumspect. The
slight tilt of the head, upward and sideways, as if glancing away from the goal that
is in front of her, and directed, perhaps, towards the viewer, suggests that she is not
totally consumed by this goal and recklessly selfish in attaining it. Indeed there is a
kind of ecstasy about her. She is striving but she is also beyond striving. She is
striving but she is not striving blindly. The camera on her head, which startles the
viewer at first because of the peculiarity of its presence, affirms this. And she
knows she is not alone in her striving, because we are all striving. So she invites us
to join her, to see how she is doing it as she herself is seeing how she does it,
through the camera that continuously scrutinizes, both inwardly and outwardly, her
life’s path. She has nothing to hide. Her striving is the striving of all humanity. Her
features, genderless and non-racial, suggest a certain universality about her humanness. Though obviously a woman she is first and foremost a human being, a strong
human being, appealing to all other human beings also to be strong, to be free of
the shackles that bind them, to reach towards the fullness that awaits them – with
intensity but also with introspection, with determination but also with peace, with
assurance but also with open-ness.
One cannot help but be inspired by this extraordinary human being that is before
us. She is emerging, like a butterfly from a chrysalis, out of slavery and into
mastery. As we all should be.