Bronze, height approx. 90 cm

As a six year old kid I only needed to run and I would leave the ground, floating among the trees, down the dike and then up again, tumbling among the clouds. I used to be able to fly during the day, now only in my dreams, I lift myself with the strength of my arms. It’s hard work, but I manage, not every night, sometimes.

 

 

 


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