Weathervane

The creak of the weathervane can be heard as the wind blows. Old Colonial-era coins fly by in the breeze from a Southerly direction. An oily sky is black with storm.

The body of the weathervane is the scroll decoration of a turn-of-the-century cash register, on the haunches is the howling and appalled face of a denuded coconut. The arched back leg is a dead sea horse.

Acrylic on paper with silk threads and sand. 28 x 38 cm.