If the sculptor gave these stones a body, imbued with all their static grandeur, photography sets them in motion through time, carrying all their mystery and affliction. While the sculptures exude beauty and grace in their physicality, time has unveiled their melancholy, their silent suffering, emanating from the depths of their essence.

 

As the photographs themselves remain anchored in stillness, they transcend, becoming the canvas for two contrasting dynamics: the sealed bodies and the ever-shifting nuances of their appearance, a confrontation between beauty and chaos, the rational and the irrational, Apollo and Dionysus.

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