Underwater sculpture honoring africans thrown overboard from the slave ships during the Middle Passage of the African Holocaust.
This is located in the Caribbean Sea off the coast of Grenada under water.
Pass it along so more people will know about this wonderful work of art in honor of those who perished so tragically.
Artist, Jason DeCaires Taylor
(provided by June King)





Sorry to report this…
According to THE ARTIST:
“Vicissitudes depicts a circle of figures, all linked through holding hands. These are life-size casts taken from a group of children of diverse ethnic background. Circular in structure … the work both withstands strong currents and replicates one of the primary geometric shapes, evoking ideas of unity and continuum. … The sculpture proposes growth, chance, and natural transformation. It shows how time and environment impact on and shape the physical body. Children by nature are adaptive to their surroundings. Their use within the work highlights the importance of creating a sustainable and well-managed environment, a space for future generations.”
“Projects : T.A. Marryshow Community College
In March 2007, a project was initiated with Helen Hayward of T.A. Marryshow Community College to produce a series of work for the Moliniere sculpture park.
Workshops were planned with A-level Art and Design students. Each student was required to produce a life cast of their face, to form an installation two metres deep around the shoreline of Moliniere Bay.
The project aimed to encourage local artists to contribute further works to the site and provide a arena for communities to appreciate and highlight the marine processes evident in their local environment.
The students were taught a range of skills including life-casting, cement casting and sculpting. The final pieces were installed by Jason on 25th April 2007.”
To clarify…T.A. Marryshow Comm College project is the sculpture of the row of faces along a huge underwater stone.
All of the potential of those people cast aside for greed. How many lives do we have to sacrifice to plug this hole in our pitiful being? How much hope must we plunder to make a quick buck and feel a tiny bit safer?
We humans need to grow up. We aren’t even close to there yet.