Nur.

Walking back from the hawker centre through Toa Payoh Town Park, already dark, Nur stopped dead. He was five. At the base of a tree, under a streetlight, a wild pangolin was crossing the path, one of the few left in the city: his kind are growing scarcer and more scattered, though he still doesn't have the words for it. They looked at each other for fifteen seconds and the undergrowth carried it away. He didn't sleep that night, and the next day he drew a pangolin for the first time. The portrait grows out of that, even though the print only shows his face, front-facing.

With Animal Kinhood I've spent years portraying animals in clothes, living ordinary lives: here, a six-year-old boy who lives with his grandmother in a flat in Toa Payoh, Singapore. Nur is one of them, and this print pulls him out of his story to put him on your wall. The matte finish doesn't reflect light, so it fits anywhere: the kitchen, a study corner, a hallway you pass through. If you like how it looks, there are more creatures in the rest of the collection, all signed by me, Yago Partal.