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life and death, the eternal struggle frozen in time.
a lion gnashes its fangs and buries its claws against a magnanimous horse commanded by a man about to strike with a spear.
a decisive moment that will determine who lives and who dies.
i have always been transfixed by sculpture.
the way light modulates itself around inert volumes, standing still, yet capable of expressing so much motion and emotion.
the curls of the lion’s flowing mane, the popping veins on the hind legs of the mare, the tension in the man’s pose, the patina of time on the greening bronze.
every detail tells a story.
detail that one can relate to on a human scale is a critical component in humanizing and activating a space, an element present in every celebrated urban environment and human edifice.
let us bring back humanity to our urban fabric!
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