I think they are one of the most charming and warming figures that man can imagine. Sometimes under contrast lights, sometimes covered by tenderness, sometimes plunged in a dreaming atmosphere, they are also protagonist in their decorative function. This gallery would like to explore a sort of 'sound of the soul' that, by a personal interpretation, these figures are able to make echo. In their silent immobility, as well as in their function of support to the sadness and the wounds of the human heart.


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