“…And here I am once again! What a surprise! I expected to find my old pedestal, the familiar display cases, the half-empty gallery—but what miracle was this? How the museum had changed! What splendid new showcases! And so many treasures, objects I had never laid eyes on before! When they placed me in...
"…And here I am once again! What a surprise! I expected to find my old pedestal, the familiar display cases, the half-empty gallery—but what miracle was this? How the museum had changed! What splendid new showcases! And so many treasures, objects I had never laid eyes on before! When they placed me ...
...It all began here, in this small workshop. A great block of marble, a handful of tools, and the sculptor’s hands. What was his name? I do not know—I never heard it. The only thing I remember is his hands. Strong, yet gentle. As he worked, he would whistle a cheerful tune. Then, one day, after a v...