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They do not guard the past.  They remain with it.

The Watchers is not a declaration but a stillness.  In it, a guardian lion carved in ancient stone and a solitary palm rise together beneath storm-thick skies.  They do not speak.  They do not turn toward us.  Their attention lies elsewhere—beyond the edge of the frame, and beyond time.

Captured in late afternoon at Angkor Wat, the photograph was made on large-format black-and-white film using long exposure.  Varro allowed the light to gather across the frame like mist over temple stone.  In the studio, he shaped the negative with classical chiaroscuro, then hand-toned each surface until the silence returned.

There is no story here.  Only presence.  The lion’s flank holds shadow like breath.  The palm’s trunk catches light like memory.  Between them stretches a hush older than sound.

As part of the Spirit of Angkor series, this image marks a moment of spiritual equilibrium.  It is a threshold work—inviting the viewer not to look, but to wait.

Each print is hand-toned on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper, chosen for its warmth, sustainability, and soft tonal depth.  The edition is strictly limited to 25 prints + 2 Artist’s Proofs.

To receive this work is to welcome not an object, but a presence: two sentinels who remain—not as guardians of a vanished world, but as witnesses of the sacred now.


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