Moshki, Moshkila in his passport.

Trouble, problem, complainer.

He has one friend, Halazoni the snail, slower than sense, patient in a way that Moshki needs to learn. Together they go places and no places, or the same places again and again and again.

He's not a metaphor, you can make him one if you want, he won't care. He's just a guy who ended up here and doesn't really know anything, but he keeps showing up. Till another human came in, then he disappeared.

I dont really know why.

Watercolor and ink on paper, 2021