Disappearances 14, 2015, oil on canvas, 30″ x 40″, framed

Disappearances 14. I smiled as I watched my children build this sand castle, they never finished it because kids never finish anything. Kids think they have all the time they need in front of them… This was the last Castle they ever built, soon thereafter Humans came to our island and started building our homes and our castles for us. Humans called my children Trolls and for some reason they though that we live only under the bridges. Go figure! Simpletons, but tame and hard-working creatures they are! These Humans always had enough sense not to come close to our Last Castle. I am the one who oversees the Castle and the Land, once a century this is the place for The Family Gathering. We talk, we drink, we laugh, we dance, all the windows are lit and all the skies are set for spectacular fireworks! Everyone is invited, but Human creatures never come to the party, they must be afraid of the Storm and an occasional earthquake when the Party gets going! When in the morning I tuck my grandchildren to bed, I warn them of these Humans, of becoming like them: always unhappy, always afraid. (Allois and Jörge)