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“To endure together is to pray together.”

Before the eastern gopura of Ta Prohm, a centuries-old spung tree clasps fractured sandstone the way a monk gathers his robe—tightly, reverently, without haste. Lucas Varro arrived before dawn, letting the long shutter breathe in mist, bird-song, and the metallic scent of rain-washed stone. Medium-format black-and-white film became a chalice for what cannot be catalogued by sight alone: the slow exhalation where living root merges with carved wall.

In the darkroom, chiaroscuro is practised like liturgy. Highlights are restrained, shadows opened the way temple doors part at sunrise—just wide enough to admit the first oblique beam. Gold toning then tempers the cool silver, recalling the quiet warmth nestled beneath bark and within sandstone pores. The resulting print negotiates a balance familiar to Khmer cosmology: Mount Meru rising even as it erodes, permanence twined inseparably with decay.

Within the Spirit of Angkor cycle, this photograph marks a fulcrum. Earlier images lean toward architectural clarity; later works explore near-abstraction. The Silence Between Root and Stone inhabits the hinge, showing structure dissolving into growth without either surrendering identity. For curators, it provides a visual thesis: that Angkor’s genius lies in dialogue, not dominance, between built and born forms.

For collectors, the finished work offers a rarer dialogue still. Each 8 × 8-inch impression, printed on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper—fibres half forest, half parchment—is signed and numbered: twenty-five prints, two artist’s proofs. To bring one home is less acquisition than stewardship. The image will occupy a wall with quiet authority, reminding the room that endurance is never solitary; it is shared breath, shared silence, shared light.


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