Complete, left angle
Complete, right angle
Complete, back


This carving taught me a very important lesson. My original goal was to represent the rejoice and sense of fulfilment of a climber who reached the top of a mountain.
Unfortunately, one of his arms broke while I was refining my artwork. I wanted to throw it away and make another one, but there was something about it that held me back.
That microscopic limb-missing man was powerfully claiming his spot in the world. Shockingly, he was doing so in a way more convincing fashion than when he was whole.

That changed my idea of completeness entirely, raising many questions.

What does it really mean to be complete? Having both arms and a perfect health?
Having a fantastic career and a perfect family? Having more money than you can spend?
Or is it just an elusive feeling coming from the inside?