Echoes of Venus

Echoes of Venus captures the fleeting imprint of the divine feminine - not as stone, but as breath caught in wire. These gauze-like torsos, suspended in time and rust, shimmer with traces of gold like fading memories of worship. They are not whole. They do not need to be.

Delicate yet defiant, the forms ripple as though stirred by an unseen wind, evoking both vulnerability and sacred power. The figure on the left suggests retreat - parted, veiled, fading. The right stands fuller, bolder, mid-transformation. Together, they are not statues but spirits. Remnants of a goddess torn from the marble, still glowing with defiance and desire.