Something important
I was always treated with respect. When it was hot she would take me out of her purse and move me slowly.
Her neck would feel cooler.
One day someone snatched her purse. I heard her scream.
Later on I ended up with a kid. He tortured me a lot. Anyone in my place would have ended up looking like this.
Her neck would feel cooler.
One day someone snatched her purse. I heard her scream.
Later on I ended up with a kid. He tortured me a lot. Anyone in my place would have ended up looking like this.
Something important, Mixed media, 12 x 15 x 12 cm, 2016