The Mist blower – Bronze

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Seated on a rock, her legs elegantly tilted,
she brings her hand to her lips,
as if whispering a secret to the dawn.
Her cheeks, softly puffed, and her poised fingers
shape a dense, invisible breath
that drifts over fields and waters,
like a downy veil of morning linen.

Her body draws a supple line,
curved between tension and release.
Her moon-shaped coiffure evokes the cycles,
the inner tides, the hush before daybreak.
A drapery covers her chest and hips,
cascading down the stone
like a cloud fallen from the sky.

The Mist Blower embodies the art of veiling without erasing,
of revealing through softening.
She offers the world a moment in-between —
that fragile hour when everything slows,
when the visible begins to blur,
and the landscape, in stillness, begins to dream.

Behind the scenes

Before being cast then drawn into wax and finally into bronze, the Mist Blower was made of terracotta.

In the middle, the game consists of finding the wax one, the terracotta one and the bronze one…