"Cecil. I Am Africa"
You all know Cecil's sad story....
Of course, I had to paint him.
In his eye is a small map of Africa, the symbol of everything he stood for and all that was lost.
I had a very hard time painting this, so very sad in so many ways but I was truly inspired by this 13 year old's wise, beautiful poem ....
I am Cecil.
Naturally I am powerful.
Yet the situation was such that I am no longer alive.
Alive to hunt, alive to live, alive to be African.
I am not Cecil. But I am Africa, An Africa for you to kill, obviously.
I am every rhino and elephant that you tear apart.
I am the Ivory ripped from their faces, for you to consume.
I am rhino and elephant. I am Cecil, I am Africa.
I am sorry that we can’t defend the defenseless against people with weapons used to attack.
I am sorry that we can’t bring Cecil back.
You’ve killed Cecil.
You’re killing Africa.
I am not Cecil.
I am Africa.
I need help.
Written by a 13-year-old boy who wished to remain anonymous.
Oil on canvas
18" x 24" SOLD