Bond
In the middle of a lotus bright, Two hands hold on, tight in the night. A sculpture showing friends so sure, Facing life’s waves, strong …
A visual journal weaving together my sculptural creations, curated museum journeys, inspired writings, and the stories behind them all. Explore the intersection of art, experience, and expression one form, one story at a time.
In the middle of a lotus bright, Two hands hold on, tight in the night. A sculpture showing friends so sure, Facing life’s waves, strong …
In a land where dreams take flight, Three angels gather, ready for night. Two have wings that no longer soar, But they smile as if …
In a world of stone, where no leaves grow, Stands a twisting trunk, like an endless flow. Loops that circle, never end, Where two figures …
In bustling Manila, where life flows fast, A sculptor finds strength in the Nilad plant’s past. Its leaves reach out, under the bright city sky, …
In a garden where wild tulips sway, Through storms and challenges every day, A quiet strength begins to rise, A promise held beneath the skies. …
In the quiet space where shadows stay, I shape the clay and carve my way. A father’s face, both strong and kind, In every line, …
In the heart of struggle, where shadows fall, A man stands strong, facing it all. Carved from stone, with courage so true, A sign of …
In quiet corners, a tale unfolds, A sculptor’s dream that the silence holds. Both sides chiseled with tender care, Her masterpiece breathes in the still …