The two caryatids brought to the primary humanoid stage, kneeling, trapped in the vise of horror, are isolated and frightened by the pandemic wearing masks.
The two wooden boards at the bottom and top are made of beech and give weight and pressure on the two caryatids
Only the eyes speak, it is the metaphor of our times.
The gaps between the two bodies, below the chin and above the knees, form two hearts with the tips together, emptied of feelings, forming an hourglass through which time flows, waiting for better times. So I sculpted the air.
In the supporting pedestal I integrated the earth globe, because this pandemic quickly and unexpectedly surprised the whole world.