Girl with a purse.
Still Eating Oranges

Girl with a purse.

Still Eating Oranges

“For, a moment ago, you saw as I did, that the State is no longer led; the stokers still pile in the coal, but the leaders have now only the semblance of control over the madly racing machines. And in this moment, as you speak, you can hear as I do that the levers of economics are beginning to sound in an unusual way; the masters smile at you with superior assurance, but death is in their hearts. They tell you they suited the apparatus to the circumstances, but you notice that from now on they can only suit themselves to the apparatus—so long, that is to say, as it permits them. Their speakers teach you that economics is entering on the State’s inheritance, but you know that there is nothing to inherit except the tyranny of the exuberantly growing It, under which the I, less and less able to master, dreams on that it is the ruler.”
Taken from I and Thou (1923) by Martin Buber. Translated into English by Ronald Gregor Smith.

Collapsed in sand I was dying, and mouth was dry. On a dune a striding object silhouetted toward me, look of a man and an animal—a warthog-man. In delirium I felt him drag me. I came into shade and plants at oasis water’s edge, the warthog-man held my head over the water to drink.

The warthog-man brought back life to me in the next days. He fed plants to me, his bird friends fanned me. He did not speak my language. At night he did not sleep, I saw him looking into the desert. One day the warthog-man gave me a camel and provisions. He stared from his oasis at me riding away, back to civilization.

Still Eating Oranges

Luke Triton gets a hint. Drawn for an art trade with classyraptor.
Still Eating Oranges

Luke Triton gets a hint. Drawn for an art trade with classyraptor.

Still Eating Oranges

Scouts. Drawn for an art trade with classyraptor.
Still Eating Oranges

Scouts. Drawn for an art trade with classyraptor.

Still Eating Oranges