His is a solemn act. “In some way I sought not to work with anyone. Carving wood requires an immense presence, concentration, as if it creates a room of one’s own around you,” he explains. His imprint has been distinct from the very beginning, from his first works to his last they are the continuum of one visual story. Light plays an essential role. Elongated necks of wooden spoons stretch towards the ceiling, as if reaching for the light. The material and shape catch the light, forging ethereal shadows outside and within the cavities of the artwork.
Building his own studio in a former stable, he prioritised spatial abundance, striving to create a sacral atmosphere in the room. Time and space are ever present in Wester’s pieces. He mostly works in the morning and in the summer wakes before dawn to carve wood before the family rises. “A sense of space is important to me. The scent of fresh wood shavings, the light that wanders across the space, the different spots where I stand and work. I move across the room with the daylight.”
