Crystal Sculpture Collection

by Ferdi B Dick

Crystal allows me to work on a smaller scale without losing intensity. I am drawn to the way it carries light, precision, and stillness all at once. A crystal sculpture can feel intimate, but it can also hold real presence. That tension is part of what draws me to the material.

These works are part of the same sculptural language as my larger pieces. Each one begins as a digital sculpture, developed using the same tools I use for large-scale public works, then drawn into a more concentrated form where scale shifts but presence does not. Lions held at the edge of a roar. Whales rising. Dogs suspended in motion.

Crystal speaks differently from stainless steel. It holds light, colour, depth, and weight in a way that keeps the work visually alive, changing with the room and the angle of view. In this material, movement, emotion, and form become quieter, closer, and more concentrated without losing sculptural force.

The roar is the release. Mouth open, tongue out, chest empty - the Lion's Breath that runs through every animal I make. Crystal was where I wanted to see if that gesture could survive the most fragile material on my bench.

Each work is cast in crystal, in small editions, using the lost-wax method. One wax master, one mould, and then the crystal decides. The frosted finish comes out of the kiln - the colour comes from metal oxides in the casting, and each colourway needs its own temperature and its own patience. Violet holds the light differently from amber. Black swallows it. After the kiln, surfaces are cut, ground, and finished by hand through a slow process of refinement, sandblasting, and polishing, so the final piece reads clearly and cleanly from every angle. The shape never changes; the material gives you a different animal in every colour.

The line started with the lion and grew into a family: Ellie Roar Crystal elephants with their trunks up, Bunnie Roar Crystal rabbits with their ears flopped back. Same posture, same exhale, smaller shoulders to carry it. A rabbit that opens its mouth to roar, at a size that fits on a desk.

This is where a first-time collector starts. A whale the size of a building is a city's memory; a crystal rabbit in your hand is a daily one. Both of them are doing the same thing - holding the moment the breath lets go.