Breath of Water

A rhythmic surge in the silence, nature's exhalation, inhalation captured in the wood. The trout, surfacing from the depths like the elements themselves, breaks through the thin line between peace and new aspirations. In its leap — the pristine freedom and the impulse of life. Everything is frozen - and everything is in motion.

It is a sculpture-overflow, a sculpture-moment: fragile, precise, eternal. It is youth, guided by all the elements and lineage.