Force

Suspended in a weightless arc, this sculpture captures a creature mid-tumble—part bull, part mythic apparition—where polished bronze coolness collides with the warm grain of wood like a wound turned into ornament. The composition twists upward in a single, continuous surge, its lifted legs and taut curve translating brute force into balletic vulnerability, as if power has momentarily lost its footing. Light skates across the dark patina and catches on the amber panels, turning the body into a map of fractures and repairs, suggesting an identity assembled from struggle rather than perfected by it. Set against the void, the figure reads as a quiet allegory of endurance: a fall that is also a flight.