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We women know well the waiting time between what was and what will next. Darkness intensifies the space that distinguishes the interval between these two. This time-dragging period holds ecstatic anticipations or a fear that cannot be named. And so we wait.

 

Cold cast bronze. 17.25 in x 17.25 in

Sanguine Women Waiting at the Garden Gate

$2,000.00Price
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