We are "Dwarfs standing on the shoulders of giants".
Nanos gigantum humeris insidentes in latin.

This metaphor, attributed to Bernard of Chartres, a 12th-century master, quickly came to mind when I conceived the idea of ​​representing the importance of artistic and cultural heritage in the development of humankind.”

Thus, to see far, we need the perspective of our ancestors: the legacy of scholars, great thinkers, artists, architects, and writers allows us to better understand the world. It is in this sense that the past is necessary for the future, because knowledge is cumulative.

We can consider ourselves small, “dwarfs,” but that thanks to ancestral knowledge, we have the capacity to grow, allowing our vision to reach even further, standing on the shoulders of these “giants” who support us.
Details of the different elements that compose the sculpture:

The base represents books, stacked one on top of the other, because they are a tangible symbol and a means of transmitting the past.

The small figure (dwarf) at the top of the giants' heads has a real face, unlike the other little climbers. For after his arduous climb, he possesses the knowledge and wisdom that enlighten us.

First Giant
In this work, there is a genuine desire to evoke the Greco-Roman mythological imprint in the features of the old bearded giant. For what would we be without mythology? Would culture have this face today if great artists had not always drawn upon myths? It is unimaginable to strip art of its Greek and Roman gods. As a testament to respect and gratitude, my character is inspired by this mental image, with my own modern touch.
The second Giant
is a man, who could just as easily represent the scholar, the statesman, the architect, the artist, the composer, the poet, the builder, the musician, the thinker, the athlete, the painter, etc., but also the unsung hero, the man who helps make his future a legacy for future generations and his past a story to be told.
Finally, a woman for my last Giant, because they are often the forgotten ones of museums. Sometimes artists, other times muses, then great surgeons, poets, professors, scientists, sculptors... simply capable women.
And who, like Camille Claudel, were sometimes hated, vilified, banished, for their art and for the audacity they had in facing judgment.
But also because they are wives, daughters and mothers, without whom man has neither a future nor a past.