Italian-born sculptor Siglinda Scarpa brings to her artwork a peculiarly Italian wonder and delight in life, a trait at least as old as the Etruscans, in the service of an altogether modern sensibility, one that makes of each work not a reflection of reality but rather a part of it. With all their variety--her work ranges from delicate forms reminiscent of flower and animal life, to the figurative , to her current preoccupation with the tools , real and surreal, that are the extensions of the hand, mind, and imagination of man--Siglinda's creations all bear the consistent mark (and sometimes the scars) of one woman's encounter with the world.
A committed artist for as long as she can remember--memories that begin with the time when she was a child of six and her uncle first asked her to add the colors to his architectural drawings--Siglinda has exhibited extensively in the US and Europe.