Charcoal on paper.
On one of my outings, walking along the edge of a road, I met a group of cows grazing nearby. One of them, the subject of my drawing, immediately came up to me and looked at me for a long time. She moved her head to the right and left but her look remained fixed at me, she seemed to say: I see you. How I wish I could speak a universal language that could make me communicate with all living beings.
