Under the Skin of the Zebra

Under the Skin of the Zebra

Oil pastel and ink on Ingres paper, A4. Once long ago an encounter while camping. Nothing much happened but it was intense. Vague nostalgia and a metaphor for the pitfalls of congress and its negation. We all wish for a heterotopic place where what is desired happens, but we yearn in vain.

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