wood,
Concerning the crocodile there is a story of an elder who was searching for new land to farm and who became lost and lay down in the shade of a tree to rest. He heard a noise and tumbled head over heels to the edge of the river, and stopped just short of the jaws of a crocodile with a great carp between its teeth. The elder carefully drew out the fish and scurried up the bank, where he cooked and ate the fish, restoring his strength, so that he was able to lead his family to the spot where they settled and prospered, thanks to the crocodile.
H: 167,5 cm, H: 65,9 inch
Provenance:
Gerd Hanebeck, Wuppertal, Germany
Lit.: Roy, Christopher D., Land of the flying masks, München 2007, ill. 55 f.

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