The subtitle given to the retrospective of the 60-year career of Osaka-based Michio Fukuoka is oxymoronic: “A Sculptor Who No Longer Sculpts.” He used to, but became frustrated and filled with doubt about creativity and so he made sculpture anyway, often about “doing nothing.”
Fukuoka’s early career works began underground before they rose to the surface, then became suspended above it. Interested in the biomorphic forms of Antoni Gaudi, he found inspiration in a weathered plaster cast that had been left too long on a shelf. He went to a beach and thrust his hands deep in the sand, filled the holes with plaster and then dug up the forms. The “Sand” series was critically received as primitive and grotesque.