The person sat in his studio in the centre surrounded with stone chips, lying around, motionless now. Once they were flying in action, a few days ago like bullets, rocket or droplets from a waterfall.
Also surrounded with some of the sculpture pieces. Mostly abstract subjects like a pillow or bunch Bananas in a bowl. A stone chandelier. And some were sculptor's life subjects, some headstones of half figures of men and women & a some birds. They were all staring at him. The creator.
In front of him was a freshly arrived untouched and unscathed block of stone from some mountains where once upon a time, few waters springs flew through, covered with dust, minerals being pressed upon. Making it compressed block of rock. Also might have seen few fossils around him, not part of him, but around him, which might have been once upon live things turning into fossil around him and being a part of him, not him exactly but his extended part as a mountain. He once was a small stone, time turned him into a mountain only to turn him back to a block of stone.
Man stared at the block for a long time. When he had bought that block, he had put all his money, all his money meaning - all his savings of last five months (of course he lived one month at a time.) into buying that block, imagine he had no idea what he’s going to make it out of it. He had kept it undecided. He thought it was his license. It’s was his way to tackle future. Giving birth to the creativity. What he can bring alive next of that that rock.
While that man was staring at a block, the block was also staring back at a man. Just like the Man was going to chip off some of the rock into shaping it to something. The block was also going to chip out of him that will reshape him. The man that was sitting in front of him now and the man that will be sitting after the completion of the sculpture both going to be different. They both were going to reshape each other.
The man went to his desk, but the piece of rock couldn’t see what he was doing at the desk, but he was sketching on something and was little excited what it gonna be. That ambiguous moment lingered between those two for that full day.
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