Near downtown Oslo there is an expansive park, filled with sculptures done by one man, Gustav Vigeland. I think all the human sculptures are nudes, and they are depicting any human emotion imaginable. Some sculptures are solitary, lonely even, and some are set in relationship with other humans. The center of the park has a pillar that rises perhaps 30 feet from its base, carved from one piece of stone, showing the transitions through life.
This sculpture caught my eye. It's very near the center of the park. Notice how Vigeland has a handle on the shape of the human body. In this case, he is depicting a father, mother and infant. As I look at this photo I wonder to myself "where is the power?" Is it in the father, the most robust person in this triad, or in the mother, the one who bears the life of the child and is resilient, or in the infant, the one who has the most future? Or, is the power in the relationship that makes that little family?
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