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Monument is a plastic form of expression. It is self-assertion or a frozen comment on memories, cultures, on what has been buried or hidden.
Standing in front of the pyramids at Giza, I think about immobility, mass, gravity. Also about something which escapes an answer. Can the power of these colossi be explained by their striking willfulness, or is it hidden in their inscrutability?
A monument can reach the sublime, something that escapes our understanding and makes us forget about ourselves. Yet Misha Pedan managed to see and create monuments of a different kind. I look at them trying to understand them from the outside, from aside, as if they were the artifacts found during the excavations of modern Stockholm.