Some time in the late 1970s I bought an African mask from a jumble sale at the Old Grammar School in Hales Street, Coventry. I paid 10p for it. I guess it dates from the 1960s. There's an attached label from the Zambian (?) tourist authorities explaining something of its manufacture. (I'll try to remember to post a picture here when I have it to hand.) I love that the craftsman's name is Patrick. There's something of the truth of colonialism in it. I can imagine the Irish missionaries, far, far frim home, preaching the love of God. Anyway. I digress. I've ever since called the mask "Patrick" in honour of its creator.
It's a lovely thing to draw. So being at a loose end today, I delved back into my old drawings and did this little print of Patrick. A postcard from the tourism of the past.
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