The Blacksmith and his Dog

The Blacksmith and his Dog
There was once a blacksmith who had a little dog. While he hammered away at his metal, the dog slept. But whenever he sat down to have dinner, the dog woke up.“You sluggard!” cried the brazier, throwing him a bone. “You sleep through the noise of the anvil, but wake up at the first clatter of my teeth.”

~ People are always awake when food is on the platter, but they often turn a deaf ear when called to work.

Paper: A2 (420 × 594 mm) Fabriano Accademia 120 gsm
Image size: 230 × 350 mm

Hand-pulled linocut, hand-burnished, no press.
Printed with Caligo oil-based ink.
Original print, not a reproduction.
Slight variation in ink and finish is part of the process, not a flaw.
Edition of 30, numbered and signed.
Unframed, shipped in a protective tube.