Soul 8
The soul of a priest (43 years old) turned out to be beautiful with dark spots on the surface. His thoughts and desires were sometimes black and frightened him; he struggled with them throughout his life, because he was a priest, close to divine power and the pure light of the fire, and could not allow this. All his life he bleached them layer-by-layer and applied one after another, after a while his desires became dull, and his thoughts became purer or simply faded into the background. He died in the basement of a church while saving a homeless ten-year-old boy. He held it so fiercely and strongly that he experienced blissful pleasure before dozens of fragments pierced his back and pierced his lungs and kidneys.
Cement, spray paint, 17W x 14 H x 17.5 D cm.
