Inanimate objects never live, yet at the same time live forever.
- Brett Shandler
Statues.
Motionless copies of the flesh-adorned originals.
Gracefully staring into the nothingness, frozen in time.
Cold, empty, lifeless and silent shells.
Beautiful and artful, yet somehow eerily grotesque.
A pathetic imitation of reality, mimicking existence.
Poetically and tragically surreal.
Sculptured mannequins which's soulless destiny is forever sealed in dead material.
