

This small sculpture turns the humble piggy bank into a quietly monumental emblem of desire and discipline, its rough, scale-like surface catching light as if savings themselves accrue in layers of time. The oxidized green patina lends the form an archaeological gravity, while the coin poised upright reads like a flag of ambition—both trophy and burden—balanced on a body built to hold what the world asks us to withhold. Set upon a warm wooden plinth, the work stages a tender tension between domestic intimacy and economic ritual, suggesting how prosperity is often curated, guarded, and gently mythologized.







