I am glad we picked that rock. I know our decision was made on behalf of the concept, that its place of origin in a three parts territory between Austria, Italy and Slovenia (former Yugoslavia) was key, but there is so much more to it. On the breakage, to give each of the cities (Sarajevo, Graz and Trieste) a part several layers of history were revealed. I heard somewhere that dividing earth and transporting it to a different territory was a common praxis in ancient times on the region.
The resulting rocky asymmetrical cubes show in each of their faces a complete different portrait of time. Take the part of Trieste, on the top is possible to see the scars of the excavator used to extract the stone.
You can also observe on the side facing north, how the mosses are reproducing happily under this October rainy weather.
The side of the split, tell other story. You can see the marks of the hand of the man that broke it, the power of his body in imprinted in each line. The marks looks like an strange language or the trace of a survivor counting time inside a prison. To tell you the truth, this is my favorite face, it is somehow the poetic of the human body.