Oil on Belgian linen canvas.
W 100 x H 100 x D 3.2 cm.
“After saying good bye to my dear helpers, Torca, old and blind, who gave me the flames of tree ceremony, Zar, strong and tall, who gave the smell of the bear talisman and finally Archon, small and old, with silver blue eyes from the Cechua jungle, who buried me under the Oak tree. My boat passes now the small glade next to the river, where we sat around the ghuni. The city is far yet visible and huge from sky to sky. The river roars with accelerating speed towards the valley.”