I am walking from house to house asking for a meal, a simple kind gesture. Is there something for me? With all my family gone I am nothing? Without them I do not have any connections or ties to this community. From now on my existense does not seem to matter to the people of this village. As winter arrives I can feel the skin tightening around my bones and my eyesight becoming blurred. This constant hunger and loneliness has turned me into a walking void, I am not worthy of even a glance. My own death is close now, I can feel it. The door to the other realm has opened but I will not enter. Here I shall stay until they dare to look upon what their rejection has turned me into.
Saunders Waterford Aquarelle paper, Japanese gansai water colours Gofun white pigment ink and Japanese sumi ink.
Printed on 230 gsm 29,7 x 42 (11,6 x 16,5) matt high quality paper.
Limited edition of 50 signed and numbered copies by the artist.