Dunia is a very wise sheep. While others are scattering around the sun-kissed meadows, Dunia is patiently waiting for the night. When the sun falls behind the horizon, she allows herself to be dreamy — she approaches the only window in the barn, looks into the sky and watches the stars. She adores looking how they embrace the darkness of the night, how they fall somewhere into the mountains and shimmer as if a big night city lies right in the sky. Dunia loves it above all. And why isn’t it allowed to walk among the meadows in the night?
Red and blue
Raku, metal reduction