Ayana.

In her story, Ayana was sixteen when someone set up a small telescope at a village fair near Kouré and let people take turns looking through it. She put her eye to it, and there were the rings of Saturn, crisp, hanging in the black. Everyone else whooped and moved on; she didn't. She stepped aside, waited her turn, and asked to look again. And again. The wonder went back further: as a child, her grandmother Haoua would take her up to the rooftop in Dosso and name the sky for her, finger pointed — the one that doesn't twinkle is a planet.

With Animal Kinhood I've spent years portraying dressed animals, each with a trade and the life of someone who rises early: here, a giraffe who watches the Sahel sky once the city's asleep. I created her facing forward with nothing around her, the image's only color that red, head to toe. This print lifts her out of her story and puts her in your home; the matte finish doesn't glare, so it works on any wall. If you like how it looks, there are more critters in the rest of the collection.