From Barbara Hepworth's autobiography:
“All my early memories are of forms and shapes and textures.
Moving through and over the West Riding landscape with my father in his car, the hills were sculptures; the roads defined the form.
Above all, there was the sensation of moving physically over the contours of fulnesses and concavities, through hollows and over peaks feeling, touching, seeing, through mind and hand and eye. The sensation has never left me.
I, the sculptor, am the landscape.”
- Barbara Hepworth, Barbara Hepworth : a pictorial autobiography (ed: Anthony Adams). 1978, Bradford-on-Avon: Moonraker Press. 0239001796. [Republished 1985, London: Tate Gallery. 0946590338]
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