I fell instantly in love with this picture – it’s full of quiet reverence, and is not merely gesturally elusive but doubly, and essentially so. Somehow it breathes life into stone, intimating a life of the mind not only of the figure but of its maker – which draws the picture into a commentary on sacrilege, profanity, the graven image and our relationships with vision, religion and with history.
Photograph by Isabelle Fexa. Follow her blog here.
A magical photograph and your reading of it, as always, is impeccable.