Angel

I wanted to sculpt an Angel, for Christimas, in the moment in which he alights on the Earth, touching lightly. Angels can have any appearence, and the nearest to my feeling has long hears and a star-cotton-tail.

But while I was sculpting, I realised that wings was redundant and I had to remove them. Maybe true Angels don't need wings, because the energy that enable them flying is the same that - as they went past - enable the seeds hidden in earth and people sprouting and blooming.
Feeling the touch of this energy is my good wish for the New Year.