767. The Evolution of Sculptor Helen Martina

“My new work ‘While I was Listening to the Sea’ is inspired by our underwater world, beautifully mismatched colors moving to their own kadans.”

– Helen Martina

Helen Martina (54) is a lady of eccentric hair. At one point, long dread locks. Short ‘fro. Most Helen Martinarecently, sister locks. Her nimble fingers sculpt her personal development as a woman, a black woman, a yu’i Kòrsou. She observes daily life. The way people interact. Where she fits in. Artistically inclined since she was a little girl taking ceramics with Mevrouw van Laarschot in Curaçao, Helen decided to pursue sculpting professionally by attending Kunstacademie St. Joost (1978-1979) and the Sociale Academie Markendaal in Breda (Netherlands). But she encountered culture-clash: her Dutch instructors didn’t share her natural affinity for molding round forms, congruent with our voluptuous aesthetic. They were looking for smooth, straight lines.

Not one to conform easily, Helen turned sculpting into a hobby when she moved back to Curaçao in 1984 while working an office job and raising three children. It took her 10 years to return to sculpting full-time, but her first solo exhibit (1993) proved that her talent is a force to be reckoned with. A collection of all-female torsos, starting just above the breasts moving down the pelvis and half way down the thighs — “most” notorious for having glorious backsides. Naked, but not sex symbols in the traditional sense, they evoke the strength of femininity… women who are aware of the power of their sexuality and they’re not apologizing for it.

Widely admired in Curaçao, Helen continued to explore the idea of what it means to be a woman, a black woman. By 1997 her figures had morphed into straight, long and narrow shapes (ironically the very shapes her Dutch instructors would’ve preferred in the 70s) Their length — long straight back and neck — representing power, pride, and independence. These goddesses carry their own weight.

A fiercely dedicated wife and mother of three, Helen moved back to cold, gray Netherlands in 1999. No longer ‘the daughter of a well-known politician’ (Don Martina, one time Prime Minister of the Netherlands Antilles, is her father), no longer an acclaimed artist (but with the same talent and potential), she was forced to confront a different reality, a different perception of herself, and she found the freedom to re-evaluate and reinvent her ideas. “Being strong no matter what, you know, Strong! Strong! Strong! Because, otherwise, the neighbor might think…” Helen came to the conclusion that strength isn’t the ideal, authenticity is.

As she fine-tuned her vision she found herself looking towards nature. “Consider a tree, in Curaçao a Divi Divi tree, [grows in the direction of our North-East trade wind] … everything we discover in nature is just fine the way it is. It’s neither perfect nor imperfect. If you can’t find its beauty, simply look away!” Helen’s forms are no longer static, they move: the blowing wind, the ocean ebbs and flows, our breath, the beating of our hearts. Her figures are more organic, imperfect, fragile… and she’s working in color for the first time, “natural color combinations are absolutely stunning; consider our fish, coral reefs, flowers — purple and bright orange… magenta and yellow… No judgments in nature, no one is pointing fingers at fashion faux pas!” Probably also an ode to our warm and colorful Curaçao, absence makes the heart grow fonder.



Helen’s thoughts and hair style will continue to evolve, and so will her work, but one thing is certain — she’ll always “search for solutions… not protest the status quo, make excuses or complain.”

“While I was Listening to the Sea”

Website: www.helenmartina.com.

About 1000awesomethingsaboutcuracao

I'm Carolina Gomes-Casseres, the creator of 1000 Awesome Things About Curaçao. I live in and love Manhattan, but sometimes miss my first Awesome island...

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