I grew up with this character, cheerful, harmless, the face of joy. But this sculpture isn’t about innocence. It’s about what comes after. I imagined him redefined: chrome-plated, sunglasses on, and holding a diamond not as a reward, but as a symbol. Because pressure doesn’t just break. It transforms.
The glossy finish reflects not just light, but everything that surrounds it, like a reminder that identity today is shaped by the world we survive in.And that diamond? It’s what’s left after the weight, the work, the wait. This piece is personal. A tribute to resilience. And a reminder that even childhood icons grow up, sharper, shinier, and forged under fire.