A child is born, no gender, not a girl, not a boy, a child. It doesn’t matter where it comes from, it doesn’t matter what color its skin is. Belonging to the human species, as it would be called in Star Trek, or a humanoid life form, a sentient being, as it is called in Buddhism. And animals, also sentient beings, who take care of the child. No differences, no boxes.
2024, acrylic paint, wooden figures, plaster bandages,
30×30 cm and depth up to 15 cm