Scene (Gathering Figures)

A small procession of headless figures stands in tense communion, their rough, darkened surfaces catching flashes of gold like bruised light on weathered skin. The staggered spacing and varied scale create a quiet choreography of proximity and isolation, as if each body negotiates its own place within an unseen hierarchy. Mounted on a polished base that reflects them back, the sculpture turns anonymity into a mirror—suggesting how identity can be reduced, multiplied, and yet remain stubbornly present through posture alone.