Always about Kuma.

Kuma was my mutt, she died in my arms, suffocated.
No matter how hard I tried to resurrect her, I failed, this was not her destiny. The eye envelops her, it is always there, it does not turn away from her suffering, it tries to cradle her in those few moments that separated her from me.

“Always about Kuma.” –  2016 – mixed media: bent wood, pigment, Scotch thread – 33x28x 15 cm
Angela De Biase