She was watching hot lava turn into cold stones, arching her body
because of the hundred years of knowledge she was carrying.
Wise as she was, she could tell the difference between spring and
autumn colours. This flow of shades was her friend while stillness
in the shape of frozen lava seemed quite frightening.

Look at her and let her fingers guide you on this watery map.

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Coloured pencil on 220g/m3 paper, 75x110cm

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2022