Chaim Biran

After my retirement, came the moment when I returned to my first loves.
Frank Kolodny, Ogie, friend of the art world, told me about the formative moment in his life, standing in front of the artwork of Marcel Duchamp, ‘The Big Glass” and came to enlightenment.
This dear man, revealed my nerves endings to thinking and creativity, and for that I thank him.
I have to speak out.
To express in words the thoughts passing through my mind, come and go, etched in its folds.
To see the environment containing me and us, to take a stand and to have an opinion.
In 2006 I returned from India, exciting and formative trip, where I enable my antennas, to absorb the sounds and smells fragrant of precious spices.
I started writing, poetic prose style, describe the timeline, from childhood to adulthood, which has been spiced with personal experiences and opinions maturity.
In 2009 I left the business, lately with 4 years ..., the plan was to retire at the age of 55, in favor of my old loves, writing and visual arts.
Today, writing and sculpture, allow me to place myself in the global space, and from my private bubble, I run my life.
As a child, I’ve formed a bubble to live in, feel alone, I buffing out the wall
And peeping to see the rest of the world with all its colors.
Out the door, to touch and feel, Hear things, and listen to what is being said.
Takes pleasure in human scent, and says mine, Than went back inside.

In my artworks, I bring up ideas and points of view, on our life and mine, appropriate seriousness spiced with humor, sometimes slightly surreal, and sometimes I shed drops of funniness into the material.
I knead the material during the day and at night had not fallen asleep, the ideas are running and browsing, and I can not collect enough. So I am not satisfied and I am full of doubts . Repeatedly kneading the material, reform it, and start again.
The essence defines my life as a sculptor, is a rebirth and renew of my life, I created, and gave to myself a welcome gift.