Passing by the high tree where the men gather every afternoon is something she has carefully prepared for a long time. Since she was a little girl her mother would add a new ring to her neck every year and she has traded her skills for bracelets to cover her arms with: one to bring her good luck, one to keep her safe from the evil eye, one to attract the affectionate eyes of the man she likes, some more on her ankles to make her steps sound like music to the eager ear. And now, as she passes by the high tree, she doesn't even have to turn her look towards him to know he will be following.
Text by Selma Dragos
Another two works made lately that continue the "women" series.
Acrylic on wood.
Dimensions: 50/50 cm, framed.