A title with ever changing meanings.
The last one standing – in war, in battle, in a hospital ward.
Buried inside a mask, anonymous: a fighter, a carer. Being asked to do the unthinkable – killing or holding the hands of the dying. Seeing horrors that cannot be erased from the mind. Being asked to be a superhero.
But after the conflict, what happens? Being asked to just go back to normal.
Let the mask remind all of us that inside the layers of protection is not a machine, but a person.
A person who will need our care. Let us care for them as they cared for us.
Then there will be true victory.add to basket
28 x 38 cm (W x H)
20 x 30cm (W x H)