This sculpture is a love letter and a lament, a monument to the contradictions of New York. It stacks symbols of the city, taxis, subway signs, trash puddles, headlines, a collapsed figure, and at the top, a pigeon wearing a ruffled clown collar. The pigeon watches everything, dirty and absurd, yet somehow still dignified.

Inspired by the artist’s internal monologue while navigating the city, the work explores a strange question: Why do we stay? Surrounded by filth, fumes, crowds, and danger, both pigeons and people seem to keep going as if there’s always something to do. The pigeon doesn’t fly away because this is where the food is, but also where the wounded harm is. It is both survival and risk. So what about us?

This piece captures that fragile energy between belonging and escape, between the noise of the streets and the silence of introspection. It’s not just about New York. It’s about the cities we carry inside, the daily choice to stay, and the meaning we try to make amid the chaos.