"When I was a child my grandma always told me to not leave the hut in the nights with no moon, because the whole savannah became the Lord of masks' territory, the cheater. The one who has a thousands faces but never shows his real one. To make him disappear, my grandma said, I had to steal the mask which covered his face. You can easily recognize it, because it's the only one with real eyes."
 
Watercolors and pencils on paper.
13.75” x 19.75”
unframed