I can’t remember if I noted this sculpture in Mullheim’s pedestrian zone when I lived in the area. Assuming it isn’t new, I must have walked past it a couple of dozen times without stopping to consider it.
The sculptor has, in my mind, nailed it. The subject of his study is happy and relaxed, enjoying life while the world walks by.
That isn’t a very North American concept. We (or should I say I?) are always in a rush. There is always something to do. We never seem to set aside time to relax, to just do nothing, to recharge.
Why is that? What is it about our society that requires us to move at such a pace, like a shark that will die if it stops swimming? (By the way, the shark thing is a myth for the most part.)
When was the last time you stopped what you were doing and just did nothing. When did you last relax?
Certainly this guy seems pretty happy. Maybe we should try to emulate him. Perhaps we should all stop the world and get off.
Is it worth a try? Do you think you could do it?