Dreaming Winter

Mammoth ivory, 7 cm, 2006.

Wrapped in gentle fur like a memory, she dreams of warmth.
Tenderness evokes a vision — her closed eyes hold the hope of reunion, of a voice whispering, “I’m here.”
Winter is not loneliness, but the waiting: for love, for candlelight, for quiet conversations and the first snow — a promise of wonder.
Do you love the scent of pine, tangerines, cinnamon and cardamom?

This sculpture was exhibited at the Royal Miniature Society in London in September-October, 2007, where it immediately found someone who recognized their own longing within her. UK, private collection.