I could play with the horizon, i could camouflage myself. The bark of a centuries-old tree could hide me from the rest of the world.
This is why i have chosen make-up that brings together the colours of the savannah: brown, beige and khaki. I wear a scarf, but my huge hair reveals my wild nature.
Always on the move, i become still only before the assault, merged with the colours of the earth. I stare at the prey and wait to be united with my animal spirit, knowing that i will never be a tiger.
Because tomorrow is impossible.