Designed to be dressed, nay, arrayed, for different festivals, it lives in a nether world, caught between the existence of an object of veneration and that of a doll’s. Or a mannequin’s. Weathered by use and stripped of its robes, it is revealed as half man and half scaffolding, its elbows enabled to bend from its stuffed cloth joints. Infinitely touching, grave and upright, cruder than many of its brethren in the way it was carved and painted, nevertheless, it’s clear that its maker gave it life.
39″ tall, 13″ across, 11 1/2″ deep.