My sculpture “To Hold” was highlighted by the rising sun this morning. I went over to focus close on the figures, perched and teetering in their joint struggle.
Their struggle is mythological: they pull against forces they can’t see or comprehend. Holding on to one another and to those mysterious cords that descend into the underworld stabilizes them.
There is a sense that neither could do it alone, but what they combine their forces against remains a mystery. They can theorize but they better not let go, or so it seems.
Outside / Inside
The figures read as female and male, but that’s a metaphor, a representation of the active penetrative outward aspect, and the receptive introspective inward aspect that balances within each of us, regardless of gender.
In this case the active half is all-in, heroically pulling against a world-machine that pulls back, while the introspective half is just becoming aware that maybe they are only pulling against themselves.
Reminds me to watch for such tension in myself today—and to appreciate the always moving sunlight.