There is something almost geological about this form, as though it emerged not from the artist’s tools but from the earth’s own long conversations with pressure and time.
The sculpture rises in a sequence of rounded protrusions- neither branches, nor limbs, nor symbols, yet faintly reminiscent of all three. Its silhouette feels improvised, like a gesture drawn in one continuous breath, but its weight and density anchor it firmly to the ground.
The stone itself carries a complex inner world. Flecks of pale mineral break through the darker surface like sparks inside cooled magma, giving the impression of movement held in suspension. Nothing about this pattern feels decorative; rather, it reads like an archive of the stone’s past: moments of heat, shifts of terrain, minerals converging and separating over epochs.
What makes the piece compelling is its refusal to settle into a single identity. It could be a figure, a fossil, a plant-like emergence, or simply a rhythm captured in solid form. That ambiguity becomes its strength: the sculpture invites the viewer to slow down and consider shapes that do not belong to any one category, yet feel instinctively familiar.
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