About a year ago, browsing the web i ran into a picture (at the left) of Tom Kuebler's silicone sculpture Baba Yaga and i got instantly teleported to my childhood, dreading about that old scary lady living next door, drolling over chubby kids. As i was digging deeper in to the horrifying yet wonderful art of Thomas Kuebler, i got utterly overwhelmed by the tempest of stories carved deep into each sculpture. The characterization is simply epic. His sculptures are teeming with character to the point where their emotions become evident. Realism is beyond stunning, yet somehow subordinated to the pure and striking story. Seeing Baba Yaga alive would perhaps make me wanna hug her although she still terrifies me.
