Title: The figure that now stood by its bows was tall and swart, with one white tooth evilly protruding from its steel-like lips. A rumpled Chinese jacket of black cotton funereally invested him, with wide black trowsers of the same dark stuff. But strangely crowning his ebonness was a glistening white plaited turban, the living hair braided and coiled round and round upon his head.
7.5 inches by 10.75 inches
acrylic paint, charcoal, colored pencil, crayon and ink on found paper
March 22, 2010
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