(Reflections on the second photo of the second column in the Roman Holiday collection)

How is that humanity can be drawn to pieces of clay and chunks of stone, for many centuries, decades have not taken part of their original place forever in a day, silent is their tone? If one could indeed collect all the relics and piece them together like a jigsawy puzzle, would the assembly of artifacts be worth it? Or is it in seeing that final piece of an artist’s design or an architect’s dream that provides much to the imagination that cannot be seen?