There is something about the piece that brings me joy every time I see it. The clarity of what it means. The exuberance of the figure who has overcome a struggle and broken out of his confining wall. The piece rewards the driver who spies it while waiting impatiently for a light to turn, the passerby who happens upon it and pauses to take it in, and even more so the individual whose regular path takes her by. There are many intricacies embedded in the backdrop of its journey: faces, tools, bodies.
The one who seeks most to understand freedom is in the best position to be delighted by its presence.
PS My homepage pictures were both taken in front of the sculpture and spliced together by my partner, Geoff, in the early giddiest days of our romance.