Husk with visitor

First Image. The visitor. Second Image. The whole. Third, Image.. Plaster of Paris Maquette. I like deserts, I like the silence, I like the idea that the heat will fry you, I like the idea that they are cold at night, I like Nomads, and I like their mystery. I imagine that this creature has evolved in the desert over Millennium, learning to fight the heat, and the cold, hiding from Nomads that will surely kill and eat it. It is a husk, a dried creature that need very little. He has a visitor gleaning whatever from an already empty shell.