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My Father was a Lumberjack

My Father was a Lumberjack

Growing up with a father that was a Lumberjack for eighteen years doing my childhood I got inspired by his machinery to create a piece that could illustrate the changes you going through getting older. As a kid you often tend to have this image of the world and your parents as being perfect, but as you grow older you might realize that it might not be the true.

The sculpture is meant to illustrate this in a juxtaposition between two objects that are put together in one piece that represent something that is innocent but dangerous at the same time.

My Father was a Lumberjack
My Father was a Lumberjack
My Father was a Lumberjack
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