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“Some silences walk beside us, carrying the dawn.”

Bakong Temple, oldest of Angkor’s state pyramids, was raised as a terrestrial echo of Mount Meru. Its five tiers once shimmered with stucco and gold; now weather and vine have gentled the edges, granting the monument a grave intimacy. Yet each morning a living monastery stirs within the outer enclosure, folding contemporary prayer into ninth-century stone.

On one such dawn Lucas Varro waited beyond the northern moat, the humidity still fragrant with monsoon rain. He sought neither spectacle nor solitude, only a conversation between light and living breath. It arrived in the unguarded moment when a monk approached the stair and his dog rushed down to meet him. Their exchange, tender and wordless, awakened the pyramid’s geometry, reminding the stair why it rises.

Using a large-format camera, Varro allowed a prolonged exposure to receive that delicate tension—stone, mist, footfall, and the invisible filament of loyalty. In the studio, under safelight silence, chiaroscuro revealed hidden contours, and layer upon layer of hand-applied gold warmth restored the faint ember of dawn. Printed on museum-grade Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, each sheet becomes a quiet reliquary, holding breath, silver, and time.

The edition is strictly limited to twenty-five impressions and two artist’s proofs, each signed on the recto margin. Yet rarity alone does not confer value. What endures is the hush that lingers—an invitation to stand where prayer and companionship balance on a single stair, reminding us that devotion often arrives on four feet before echoing through stone.

For collectors, this print offers more than an image; it is a companion in stillness, crafted through hours of analogue care and the silent dialogue between artist, temple, and first light. It asks only to be received, and in receiving, to open a space where dawn can forever begin again.


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