Jun 3, 2022
a (galatean) resumé
On a hand-hewn pedestal imagination coalesced; on milk-white face alight eyes sparkled with a liquid flame.
Some build ivory towers, their hands raw from driven labour, on scratched cheeks, a stricken eye ransoms a sculpted orphan dream.
Across time and the Middle Sea another calloused hand chiselled; laughter on a pine-white face resurrected an ailing heart.
Some can only imagine what others have without trying; when vicarious journeys fail, reality's block they will assail.
(A sort of raison d'etre definition for the artist's creation, drawing from both the stories of Pygmalion and Geppetto.)
