The most expansive of the Fairy series. Mother Earth's face is barely there — white, quiet, almost absorbed into a landscape of greens, teals, and earth tones that read like a map of the world from above. She is not surrounded by nature. She is made of it. Watercolour and ink on paper.
Look closely and you'll find her — a pale face, eyes closed, somewhere in the middle of what looks like the world seen from far above. Green continents, turquoise oceans, patches of amber earth, intricate patterns that could be forests or rivers or the lines on someone's palm. Mother Earth is a watercolour and ink illustration about belonging. About the radical idea that we are not visitors here — we are part of the landscape, grown from the same soil, made of the same water.
