Description: A human-like wooden form pierced and embedded with coins in place of soul. *You Too, Have a Price* is a haunting visualization of a world where not only objects, but people, memory, and identity are measured by their monetary value.
Form and Structure
This sculpture features a thick, curved piece of highly polished wood, shaped like a partial human torso.
Its surface glows with warmth—yet coins are embedded throughout the form, inserted deeply into its natural crevices.
Some coins appear delicately placed on the surface—like decoration.
But others are driven into the body, piercing the material as if invading flesh.
The contrast is striking:
- The outer shine evokes attraction, success, or luxury;
- The inner wounds tell a story of internalized monetization.
Symbolic Interpretation
The title “You Too, Have a Price” is not a statement—
It’s an accusation.
It narrates a world where:
- Everything has a number;
- Everyone can be bought;
- And even you—with your memory, soul, and story—are not exempt from valuation.
The figure doesn’t resist.
It doesn’t defend.
It simply stands—like a body that has already been sold.
Critical View: The Commodification of the Body
This piece is a metaphor for the commodified human condition.
The human body is no longer a vessel of life and meaning—
It has become a target of branding, marketing, exploitation.
When our image, attention, labor, and even choices are monetized,
what remains that cannot be purchased?
In this sculpture, coins do not decorate.
They penetrate.
They alter the body’s integrity—turning it into a container for profit.
Emotional Impact
The piece does not confront with violence—
It seduces through beauty.
From a distance, the sculpture is warm, elegant, and inviting.
But as one moves closer, the wounds become visible.
The invasion is clear.
This is the artist’s whisper:
Capitalism makes us shine—
But at the cost of our essence.
Final Reflection
You Too, Have a Price is a portrait of a human who:
- Still stands—
- But no longer belongs to themselves;
- Polished on the surface, but hollow within.
It is not just a body—
It is a price tag in disguise.
This sculpture does not shout.
But in its silence, it reveals a bitter truth:
If we’re not careful,
Everything becomes money—
Even you
