Live-size sleeping woman candle

This wax sculpture of a sleeping woman was made with several wicks, turning her into a giant candle (not to be mistaken for the soap woman of the Mutter Museum). It was sculptded for the Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011 by A.F. Vandevorst.

production A.F. VANDEVORST installation for Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011 (via Neatorama)



  1. As a sculpture, I think it’s impressive.  As a candle, it will haunt my dreams.  There is just something so creepy about the wax dripping down the hair.

    1. I wonder how it was sculpted? a giant block of wax? A mold? Or was it somehow partially dripped and carved into being? And where? 

  2. “Live size” has a nice ring to it, but I’d change the title to “actual size” (though she seems much bigger to me).

  3. I guess this strikes me as another case where someone did a nice wax sculpture and then felt they had to justify the material by adding wicks… The placement of said wicks is at least partly successful, but it seems to me that if you’re going to have a human candle the flames should be at the chakras or otherwise express something beyond “this is the general sweep of the body.”

    (I presume anatomically explicit candles exist. I’m afraid to find out.)

  4. I wonder how it was sculpted? a giant block of wax? A mold?

    Probably a flexible mold. Most bronze sculptures are made using the “lost wax” method, which involves making a wax cast of an original sculpture which in turn is made from clay or another easily sculpted medium. My guess is they just went through the normal process of making a bronze sculpture but left off the last few steps. I made a pretty cool life-sized boar’s head centerpiece out of chocolate that way once.

  5. There’s another artist (Urs Fischer comes to mind, but I don’t really know…) that has done something similar… she’s standing though…

    1. I’m melting.. I’m melting….. hmmm.. maybe  she’s *puts on shades* the wicked wick of the west?

  6. Finally A lady who will melt in Fernando’s muscular latin arms.

    Well.. that’s enough god awful puns for one night.

  7. The body position and draperies sort of remind me of the sculpture of St. Cecilia (Trastevere). Not sure I get the wicks in this one, though. Gorgeous work, though.

    1. He would be what we used to refer to in the 80’s as a PAF (Pathetic Art Fuck).  To his credit, he omitted the black beret and French cigarettes. He has his trousers tucked into his knee-high boots. At least I am assuming so.

    2. That reminds me of that episode of Absolutely Fabulous when they visit their friends who live in the empty-except-art, all-white house. And are a teeny bit affected.

      1. Those purged, purely white art spaces (the White Cube) are disturbing, and that guy’s Nazi chic is disturbingly apt. The parallels in The Art World to other sorts of “colored” purgings are not purely coincidental.

        I highly recommend an intriguing little book in this regard, David Batchelor’s Chromophobia.

        The central argument of Chromophobia is that a chromophobic impulse – a fear of corruption or contamination through color – lurks within much Western cultural and intellectual thought. This is apparent in the many and varied attempts to purge color, either by making it the property of some “foreign body” – the oriental, the feminine, the infantile, the vulgar, or the pathological – or by relegating it to the realm of the superficial, the supplementary, the inessential, or the cosmetic.

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