“The black masked wilddog approached, sensing, step by tentative step. We knelt and waited on the gritty ochre of the Boma and only then, began to make our marks on the paper.
Around us the air filled with guttural barks and high pitched whines , our nostrils filled with the meaty musky aroma of these most sentient of pack canids. The essence of wilddog. “
Mkomazi National Park , Tanzania. £2800
Chinese ink, aquarelle and Mkomazi ochre on paper