MOTHER

MOTHER
Stone, sharp as the time she was born from.
A face of a woman, a mother, a guardian — reduced to an angle, cut by sorrow, shaped by strength.
This sculpture was inspired by the photograph “Mother from Kozara” — one of the few that left a deep mark on me.
Through sharp edges and fractured planes, I tried to capture the silence, the weight, and the dignity in their faces.
In a world that forgot what a mother truly means, this figure reminds us.
Not of glamour — but of sacrifice.
Not of form — but of essence.