The Custodian
Inventory KA-008

Oil on canvas
20 x 20 in
2026

It stands in the clearing, engineered and upright. Not wild. Not soft. Not temporary.

Light breaks behind its ears like a sign, though no one names it sacred.

It does not hunt. It does not roam. It keeps.

Four eggs lie among the stones. They are not decoration. They are the center of the clearing whether seen or not.

It protects the future.

Stewardship is structural, not sentimental. The body is built for endurance. For vigilance. For the quiet labor of guarding what cannot yet defend itself.

The Custodian does not wander.

The Custodian remains.