ameliacarrie

We all wear different faces – the one the world sees and the one we hide. But wearing masks comes at a cost. This piece explores that quiet hollowness that grows inside when we lose touch with who we truly are. The hands represent the pressure we feel to change, conform and become someone we’re … Read more

Everyone scrambling over each other to reach a crown of flames. Chasing something that will only burn them. A sculpture about greed, ambition and the endless human struggle to reach the top — without stopping to ask if the top is even worth reaching. The irony? I made it gold. Hand sculpted original. One of … Read more

I watched an old woman standing beside a gurney as her husband was wheeled toward an ambulance.I couldn’t shake it. So I sculpted it.Two trees — her limbs intertwined with his, catching him as he falls away. Roots tangled together after a lifetime. Neither ready to let go.This is what love looks like after decades. … Read more

He gave everything he had. His heart is hollow. His chest is open. And still — he stands proud, face raised toward the sky. Some men are like old trees. Weathered, hollowed out by life, yet utterly unbroken. Hand sculpted original. One of a kind.

Life in all its forms – emerging, growing, loving, beginning again. Figures intertwined from root to crown. Some pregnant with new life. All caring for each other. And at the very top – two souls sharing a kiss. This is the whole story of humanity in one tree. Hand sculpted original. One of a kind. … Read more