Mask, Servelina (shaman)
Unique piece

This mask was created in the context of mourning.
A year earlier, Servelina’s husband died violently.
When I met her, she simply said:
“I weave to ease my pain.”

From this gesture emerges a singular form:
a monkey face with no fixed expression — neither protective nor threatening.
The balance feels uncertain, almost unsettling.

The piece does not seek to seduce.
It bears witness.

What one perceives is less an aesthetic intention than a process:
the transformation of an intimate experience into a tangible presence.

This mask  reveal itself immediately.