This sculpture radiates a sense of movement so fluid that the stone seems to breathe. The figure stands in mid-motion, as if caught between one graceful step and the next. The turn of her head and the sweep of her drapery evoke an effortless poise — a harmony between motion and stillness that feels almost like dance frozen in time. What gives the piece its emotional pull is how alive it feels despite its fractures. The missing arms, the worn textures, the surface softened by age — none of it weakens her presence. Instead, these imperfections deepen the sense of transience. You can almost feel the echo of what once was: the gesture of a hand, the rustle of fabric, the quiet confidence of movement.