When presence is no longer enough,
when gesture goes beyond movement,
the body becomes narrative.
It carries origin, wound, and desire,
takes the shape of archetype
and the memory of destiny.
Animal, human, divine brush against one another.
Matter does not describe: it invokes.
Each figure is a threshold,
each form a passage
between what we are
and what we imagine.
In myth, the body does not represent:
it remembers.
