In the Pause Between Two Gestures
There is a moment at Angkor when the light becomes a participant—when it does not fall but arrives, slowly and with intention. That is when the carvings begin to breathe.
I saw her then. A princess receiving something unseen. The gesture of the offering was tender, but it was her stillness that held me. It wasn’t what was given—it was how she made space for it.
warm light on her face
not the gift that caught my breath
but how she received
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Hands of the Sculptor — The Craft as Meditation
In the hush of the galleries, the sculptor listens rather than strikes.
Each breath, each measured blow, opens silence a little further.
Unfinished reliefs reveal the moment when mastery becomes meditation—
when patience itself is carved into being,
and the dust that falls at a mason’s feet becomes the residue of prayer.
The Asura Within
At the gates of Angkor Thom, gods and demons share a single serpent.
Across this bridge of struggle the pilgrim learns that the asura is not evil but unfinished — the restless force within each of us still grasping for light.
To cross the naga is to balance passion with compassion, struggle with stillness, shadow with dawn.
Garuda and the Serpent · Flight and Surrender
Between Garuda’s wings and the Nāga’s coils, Angkor breathes its oldest truth: flight and surrender are one motion. In the carvings where sky and water entwine, the pilgrim learns that freedom depends upon gravity, and that stillness itself is a kind of flight.
$250
Angkor Wat Temple, Angkor, Cambodia — 2020
Limited Edition Archival Pigment Print
By Lucas Varro
Edition: Strictly limited edition of 25 + 2 Artist’s Proofs
Medium: Hand-toned black & white archival pigment print on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper
Signed & Numbered: Each print is individually signed and numbered by the artist on border recto
Certificate of Authenticity: Included with every print
Image Size: 8 x 8 inches, 20.3 x 20.3 cm
The moment was nearly silent—only the breath of sunset and the hush of stone.
In the great western gallery of Angkor Wat, the sacred narrative unfolds: noble women approach a seated princess with gifts, while the men who carry her palanquin wait in timeless stillness. The carvings, though worn by centuries, catch the sun with grace—each gesture glowing as though kindled from within.
As the final light shimmered through the colonnade, I set the tripod and dissolved into stillness. I knew the image had to carry not only form, but the presence of that golden hush. Through long exposure and the intimacy of medium format black-and-white film, I allowed the light to etch itself into the emulsion—to remember what I could not describe.
In the studio, I shaped the image slowly through classical chiaroscuro, coaxing depth from shadow. And when it was ready, I hand-toned the final print in gold, not to add brilliance, but to return what had been given.
This is a hand-toned archival pigment print on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, in a strictly limited edition of 25 + 2 AP.
A gesture of reverence, preserved in light.
