When we gaze upon such a figure--an offering to forgotten deities--we cannot help but wonder about the human story behind it. It is as if the bronze takes on a life of its own, becomes flesh and blood and invites us to imagine the hand that made it, the person who bought it as a gift to the gods, and every individual that might have touched it until it was lost to the centuries. We know those stories are there, waiting to be told, yet somehow the little votive never speaks, except silently to our hearts. - (FZ.054)
Antiquities Ancient Unknown
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