Oil on cardboard – 8,66 x 6,30 inch – Unique work
Ellen Ripley had a tough night. She heard strange noises coming from the attic, again. She’s out of option now. It has been a month since, every night, she detects like a piece of scrap dragged on the floor on purpose. It is metallic, she is pretty sure of it. Probably dormice playing with scraps of sculptures stolen from her workshop. She has already mentioned it with her friend Kane, on the phone. But he hardly paid attention to the conversation of a crazy person lost in a small village of the center of France, more interested by the Super Bowl.