We are predators


Sometimes we are only occasional predators. This time my mother, hitting a young roe by car. It was an accident, nobody is guilty, animal gave us no chance. Of course, we are very unhappy about this sudden and unnecessary death. But… we are predators, and I have to confess,Β  roe’s meat was very tasty this dinner. To commemorate the historic day when my peace – loving mum became a hunter I painted this Dutch style still – life with pomegranate designing innocent Christ’s offering, meat meaning memento mori, wine – always present on Dutch paintings, but I don’t know it’s meaning, and a horn of reindeer from Lappland – to recall Christmas, may be ?

Memento to a reckless drivers…


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