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A single fierce gesture can illuminate an entire cosmology.  In Bhakti Mukta, the vast mythic flood of Angkor’s Battle of Lanka narrows to one incandescent tension: vanara teeth embedded in demon flesh.  Lucas Varro finds in this frozen bite not brutality, but pure intention.

Captured before dawn in the uncolored hush of the Western Gallery, the image gathers its strength from what is not yet said.  Medium-format black-and-white film receives the moment like an open palm.  Long exposure invites shadow to settle.  Later, hand-toning lifts the silence to the surface, drawing ember from stone.

Chiaroscuro renders the flesh of myth as if still breathing.  Muscles coil.  Limbs burn.  But at its core, Bhakti Mukta is not about war.  It is about a vow—devotion sharpened to fang.  This image stands within the Spirit of Angkor as its votive blade, where love is given not gently, but fully.

Each print is shaped with care: archival pigment on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, hand-toned with reverence.  The edition, strictly limited to twenty-five prints plus two Artist’s Proofs, reflects the rarity of the moment it preserves.  Each piece is signed, numbered, and accompanied by a certificate of authenticity.

To live with Bhakti Mukta is to invite a sharpened stillness into your space—one that does not wound, but wakens.  Here, devotion bares its teeth and becomes flame.


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