Description: A slender vertical form rising from uneven ground—neither collapsed nor arrived. *Upright, Though Not Yet Arrived* is a sculpture about the in-between: a moment without conclusion, where standing itself becomes triumph. It speaks of those whose hope is not in arrival, but in the very act of continuing.
Form and Structure
This sculpture presents a slender, vertical wooden figure rising from a coarse, rocky base.
The form resembles either a delicate plant stem or a fragile human body standing upward:
- Not powerful, but balanced;
- Not advancing, but rooted;
- Not at the destination, but anchored in the present.
The base is textured, uneven, and peppered with embedded stones, evoking rough terrain or difficult ground.
The vertical form emerges from it like a gesture of perseverance, fragile but deliberate.
Symbolic Interpretation
Both the title and the form embody a deeply human moment:
Being in the middle of the journey—not yet there, but still standing.
The figure suggests a person who:
- Has not reached a clear goal,
- May not even know where the goal is,
- But still chooses to stand—and that very act becomes an affirmation of purpose.
This is not a sculpture about success.
It is a sculpture about faith in the value of continuing.
The upward gesture expresses a kind of hope without certainty, a presence without reward.
Philosophical View: Meaning in Suspension
The sculpture speaks to the space we most often occupy:
The in-between.
Not at the start.
Not at the finish.
But somewhere undefined—where most of life unfolds.
And in this space, meaning does not come from destination, but from the very act of remaining upright.
Emotional Resonance
The work invites the viewer to reflect honestly:
Have I ever stood still in uncertainty?
Continued without knowing?
Chosen presence when progress seemed impossible?
The sculpture doesn’t glorify struggle.
It simply honors standing—when there is every reason to fall.
Its silence is its most powerful message.
Final Reflection
Upright, Though Not Yet Arrived is the portrait of someone who:
- Doesn’t know where the path ends,
- Has little left to stand on,
- But still chooses to stand.
Their strength isn’t loud.
It doesn’t need applause.
It whispers something eternal:
“I am still here.
Not finished, not certain—
But still here.”
