Post by Yvette Endrijautzki

MATER TERRA I am not a portrait of nature. I am nature remembering itself. Every creature you meet upon me carries a story. The stag speaks of dignity. The owl of wisdom. The wolf of instinct. The bear of strength. The flowers remind us that beauty never grows apart from decay. Gold flows through my branches like sunlight preserved in memory. Blue is the lunar color of silent power - the water from which all life emerges. Together they tell the oldest story of all: that life is not static and built from perfection, but from countless fragments brought into a fluid circular harmony. I am assembled, not manufactured. Every object was once something else before it became part of me. Nothing is lost. Everything transforms. And belongs. And somewhere between the antlers, the wings and the blossoms, you may recognize a forgotten part of yourself. Mater Terra https://lnkd.in/eN9uffNa Assemblage Sculpture, sold (now on permanent display at Kulturbrauerei, Königssee) 2022