This is my 12th clay story along the journey into sculpture. I love creating narratives through art.
You decide what Elso is roaring…








he doesn’t care
he doesn’t care about crowns
he doesn’t know he is a king
his only kingdom is survival
we attached a silly moniker
for his magnificence
like we determine specie classification
all listed below us
we name each
for the natural beauty, grace and strength
we covet
we only become great with great effort
not like them
who fly, leap, run, swim
in a way that makes us
desire trophies
we manufacture superiority
how we love roaring
we are the rulers of this earthly kingdom
you are only, King of the Jungle
because that’s what we named you…
drawn with prisma pencils a few years back