Among the tops of the tall mango trees, they are, singing and playing with all the fruits in the great tangles of threads, they don't know if they are flying or touching the ground. They are the air itself and they plant themselves in the earth along with all their ancient ancestry, scattered along the paths, they build homes and take up their trunks to finally rest. !kanta bunytu kuandu vai rayá!
ÔtÔs, NOV, 2023. acrylic and digital illustration/ TW:@ANGUSFEEL
Made in Brasil, São Paulo.