I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the work of Italian contemporary sculptor Livio Scarpella since I first encountered it a few days ago. His ghostly sculptures, craved from stone (extremely hard to believe) and embedded with crystals have a living human delicacy about them. I feel that if I were to place a hand on one of their cheeks, it would be soft to the touch.
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 