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The Obelisk, an ode to the monolithic builders of our Ancient past. With their hearts and minds so often transfixed on the great cosmos above, they constantly drew inspiration from things greater than themselves. Creating countless wonders that have stood through the ages and are still with us today. Timeless beauty, humbling in its impact. Often times leaving us with more questions than answers, yet still profoundly fulfilling to experience and behold.
At 16 feet tall, clad in ornate sacred geometries and other worldly scripts, The Obelisk acts as a beacon to all those that come upon it from a distance. During the day, fleeting glimpses of ourselves and the world around us, dash and dart through its mirrored exterior. Offering us a time to take pause and reflect on ourselves, our loved ones, and the beauty in all things that surrounds us each day. By nightfall, as if it was channeling the collective resonant energies of those moments offered to it, the piece comes alive. Lighting up in an ethereal ever changing glow. From deep within its core the lights begin to dance and flutter with a spectral whimsy that seems to come from the great beyond. Almost as if to be communicating back to the builders that came before us. An ever watchful eye atop it's crown gazing down at us, as we return our gaze to it.
It leaves us with a question or two of our own...
Who built this? Why did they leave it here? And, last but not least. What were they trying to tell us?
The Obelisk, an ode to the monolithic builders of our Ancient past. With their hearts and minds so often transfixed on the great cosmos above, they constantly drew inspiration from things greater than themselves. Creating countless wonders that have stood through the ages and are still with us today. Timeless beauty, humbling in its impact. Often times leaving us with more questions than answers, yet still profoundly fulfilling to experience and behold.
At 16 feet tall, clad in ornate sacred geometries and other worldly scripts, The Obelisk acts as a beacon to all those that come upon it from a distance. During the day, fleeting glimpses of ourselves and the world around us, dash and dart through its mirrored exterior. Offering us a time to take pause and reflect on ourselves, our loved ones, and the beauty in all things that surrounds us each day. By nightfall, as if it was channeling the collective resonant energies of those moments offered to it, the piece comes alive. Lighting up in an ethereal ever changing glow. From deep within its core the lights begin to dance and flutter with a spectral whimsy that seems to come from the great beyond. Almost as if to be communicating back to the builders that came before us. An ever watchful eye atop it's crown gazing down at us, as we return our gaze to it.
It leaves us with a question or two of our own...
Who built this? Why did they leave it here? And, last but not least. What were they trying to tell us?