I’ve walked past this bronze sculpture over a hundred times. Each time, I scan my eye across the 21 figures, and wonder which of them looks most satisfied. Is it the children playing baseball or kicking a ball in the air? Is it the man marvelling at the stars through a telescope? Or the one lifting a baby up in the air? Or is it the women walking to work with what appears to be great purpose? Or the woman standing poised with a baby on her back. I’ve observed them all under a canopy of Autumn colours, mounds of snow, and drenched in bright sunlight as they were today. And wondered which of these people do I most connect with. And over the years, I’ve realized that I see a smidgen of myself in each and every one. A smidgen of most of us, in fact. And maybe that’s why I find this work so accessible, and so hard to walk past without pausing to reflect. It’s called “Community” and the sculptor is Kirk Newman.
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