WILD HUNT

A wild boar was sharpening his tusks upon the trunk of a tree in the forest when a fox came by and asked, Why are you doing that, pray? The huntsmen are not out today and there are no other dangers at hand that I can see. True, my friend, replied the Boar, but the instant my life is in danger, I shall need to use my tusks. There will be no time to sharpen them then.
(Aesop)

• watercolor miniature • black laid paper • gold leaf edging •

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Motiv	27 × 29 cm, Aquarell
Papier	300g Aquarellpapier
Format	20 × 20 cm

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