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A final beam breaks through the canopy and slips into the brick sanctum of Prasat Kravan. There, Lakshmi waits—not as a relic, but as Shakti embodied: sovereign of abundance, keeper of beauty, partner in divine power. Her four arms cradle the opposites, and the brick around her, warmed by time, hums with remembrance.

This image is not staged. It is received. Forty seconds of open lens allowed the chamber to breathe its gold into film. No flash, no interference—just presence meeting presence.

Carved in the tenth century, Lakshmi’s form here belongs to one of the rarest surviving brick bas-reliefs in Khmer art. Alongside her consort Vishnu in the tower’s adjoining chamber, she radiates both stillness and abundance. Her disc and trident point toward unity, not duality. The shrine, though roofless, remains whole.

Captured on large-format black-and-white film, the image was later shaped through classical chiaroscuro and toned by hand on Hahnemühle Bamboo paper. Each impression draws warmth from within the fibres, a subtle echo of the shrine’s own breath. The edition is limited to twenty-five, with two Artist’s Proofs—each accompanied by a field-drawn chalk study and contemplative texts.

To live with this work is to receive not only an image, but an ember of what the goddess still offers: a presence that asks for nothing, yet blesses the room it enters.


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