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Fusion: A
Magazine for Clay & Glass
Vol. 30, No. 2
Spring 2006
p. 25
When hare and human meet
By Regina Haggo
Forget bunny girls. Steve Mazza, a Hamilton
sculptor who works with clay, creates bunny men.
Mazza's bunny men are funny. He has fashioned
other fantastical beings, some inspired by the
grotesque stone characters found in medieval
churches. But the bunny men look very ordinary,
and their ordinariness ultimately elicits our
sympathy, rather than our curiosity.
They are made from a white body clay which Mazza
likes to have his hands in.
'For a while I was doing some raku finishes, so
I started using the clay,' he says. 'I got used
to the texture, and found it to be good for
sculpture. It isnšt as groggy as some of the
sculpture clays, but it still handles well in
the kiln.
'Sculpting clay is a rougher process than
throwing clay on a wheel. The thickness of the
clay varies throughout, and I cut and reassemble
a number of times before it is finished.'
The bunnies look quite human, but each has a
huge nose and only one human ear. Most have
narrow, heavy-lidded eyes and they almost always
keep their mouths closed and their lips set in a
straight line.
Mazza has cross-hatched the surface of each
flesh-coloured head, so that it looks like skin,
but magnified. This texture also suggests fur,
however, and the figures are the size of
rabbits, not people.
Two long ears on the top of the head give the
men a distinctive bunny look. Unlike the ears
worn by Playboy bunnies, these appear to grow
out of their furry heads.
Because Mazza's figures are clothed, we canšt
tell whether they have fluffy tails. Each figure
is neatly outfitted in grey trousers and black
shoes. Most of them wear white shirts and ties,
and some sport V-necked sweaters. The similarity
of their clothes hints at uniformity and
conformity.
Animal-like figures in clothes are nothing new.
Beatrix Potter's clothed animals were well-loved
because they were a comforting sign of nature
tamed and civilized.
Ancient Egyptian sculptors carved images of cat
goddesses with long tight tunics. In fact,
Mazza's figures have the look of modern cult
statues with recognizable attributes and
gestures. But while ancient deities' hand
gestures referred to significant deeds and
events, Mazzašs bunny men are associated with
the most mundane of life's acts.
The bunny man titled Waiting holds up his hand
to look at his wrist watch, as though to
reprimand the viewer for being late for some
insignificant event. His right arm, resting
straight at his side, makes him look uptight.
Fiddling plays with his orange and yellow
striped tie. His ears are down and so are the
corners of his mouth, making him look somewhat
despondent. Another unhappy figure holds a
traffic ticket, while a relieved one, ears and
hands lowered, faces a urinal. Yet another, with
a thoughtful look, sits on a toilet. The
prurient viewer can easily discern that he is
anatomically correct with human equipment.
Chocolate glazed, wearing a yellow V-necked
sweater over a white shirt and red tie, holds a
white mug in one hand and a cookie in the other.
The small chocolate cookie seems like such a big
treat, giving the activity an air of sadness.
Pathos is also evident in the figure sitting
alone at a big table, and in the one who sits by
himself on a bed, his hands folded demurely in
his lap. After all, bunnies are supposed to be
sex-mad and fertile, but the empty bed belies
this image.
Mazza, program director for Hamilton Artists
Inc., an artist-run centre, fell in love with
clay early on.
'I was lucky enough to go to a high school where
there was a kiln available,' he remembers, 'but
when I went to university it was frowned upon.
The program was more conceptually oriented. Clay
as a material was a little too 'traditional' for
them.'
A few years passed before he renewed his
relationship with clay. 'I'd been painting since
university and was quite sick of what I was
doing. I decided to return to a material process
that I had a stronger connection to. I haven't
stopped since.'
Regina Haggo, a former professor of art history
at the University of Canterbury in New Zealand,
teaches at the Dundas Valley School of Art and
writes about art for The Hamilton Spectator and
other publications.
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