The Last Harlequins

Amid the circus’s movement and the bustling stage, they remain within their own world — fragile and unique.
Each sculpture holds the breath of a moment, glimmers of joy, and a subtle nostalgia that cannot be recreated.
Their gazes, gestures, and frozen poses capture time suspended, where past and present intertwine and the heart beats to the rhythm of unspoken melodies.
Within these sculptures lies the delicate essence of the circus: trust, silence, and what lingers between words, breaths, and fleeting moments that no one else will ever hear.