What would you hold in your cupped hands?
I read an article about this sculpture called "Hidden Treasures" the sculptor gave his explanation.
Then it clicked.
Sure enough I recall at my Uncle Ervin and Aunt Violets farm in the summer at dark the fireflies would be out and we would catch them in our hands...your hand would light up...however they left green goo... no doubt firefly poop in your hand. I am sure the treasure must have been your hand lighting up not the poop.
The sculptor said in an article“It’s suspended by its own weight,” he said. “I’ve never separated wood into dyads before. The challenge was to separate the piece of white pine, hollow the inside and put the pieces back together. It was experimental, a prototype to see if I could do it.”