The Lens, Amber
The Lens, Amber
125cm in diameter, by 55cm height, acrylic.
The sculpture has been made from two parts, an inside part and an outside layer. With the exception of the amber colour the sculpture is transparent, and you are able to see all the layers simultaneously from any angle. The delicate artistry, while modern evokes the craftsmanship of a bygone age.
Inspired by his birthplace - Unus was born and grew up in the ancient city of Samarkand, a city which has almost three-thousand years of history.
I was born right in the very centre of Samarkand; from an early age I felt the energy of the city. I admired her grand cathedrals, sometimes I envisioned many great events which occurred in this great city in the past three thousand years. In my father’s house, at dusk I would sometimes imagine the voices of the ancient architects who built these astonishing cathedrals and mausoleums. I also heard the clank of chisels of sculptors who created these magnificent shapes and the rustle of brushes of the artists who painted these old frescos. At that time, I sensed a breath of history and I really wanted to be a part of it.“ –Unus.
The Lens, Amber
The Lens, Amber
125cm in diameter, by 55cm height, acrylic.
The sculpture has been made from two parts, an inside part and an outside layer. With the exception of the amber colour the sculpture is transparent, and you are able to see all the layers simultaneously from any angle. The delicate artistry, while modern evokes the craftsmanship of a bygone age.
Inspired by his birthplace - Unus was born and grew up in the ancient city of Samarkand, a city which has almost three-thousand years of history.
I was born right in the very centre of Samarkand; from an early age I felt the energy of the city. I admired her grand cathedrals, sometimes I envisioned many great events which occurred in this great city in the past three thousand years. In my father’s house, at dusk I would sometimes imagine the voices of the ancient architects who built these astonishing cathedrals and mausoleums. I also heard the clank of chisels of sculptors who created these magnificent shapes and the rustle of brushes of the artists who painted these old frescos. At that time, I sensed a breath of history and I really wanted to be a part of it.“ –Unus.