Faiz.

The portrait shows an Arabian red fox in a sand cap and coral corduroy jacket. His name is Faiz, he lives in Mutrah — the harbor district of Muscat, in Oman — and he has eleven old radios on the living-room shelf. He buys them at the souq, takes them apart, changes capacitors, cleans them, and puts them back together. Seven work. The ones that don't stay on the shelf anyway, because for Faiz throwing away something that could still be repaired is a form of surrender he doesn't allow himself.

Every Friday at seven in the morning he turns all eleven on at once. AM, FM, shortwave. Static, voices, Omani music, an Indian station, something that sounds Korean. Three exact minutes. For most people it would be noise. For him it's the closest thing to calm he knows — eleven frequencies mixing into a soundscape that asks nothing of him.

The red fox is a crepuscular animal. In the desert, its peaks of activity coincide with dawn and dusk, the two hours when the temperature allows you to move without paying too high a price. Faiz keeps that rhythm in the city: he wakes up at four-thirty without an alarm, makes Turkish coffee in a copper pot he bought for three rials at the souq, and leaves the apartment at a quarter past five. Third floor, no elevator. The door has a latch that turns by hand, without a key. The neighbor on the second floor has told him several times — it's dangerous. Faiz smiles every time. If someone wants to get in, they'll get in. But he needs to be able to get out.

A framed portrait like this works well in spaces where you don't want anything competing with what's already there. Living room, hallway, study. You hang it and that's it. If you'd rather choose your own frame, Faiz is [also available unframed](https://www.yagopartal.com/animal-kinhood/faiz/). Frame and hanging system: everything you need to know is in **Frame and mounting**. For the paper type and print resolution: **Paper and finish**. Available sizes in the selector and detailed in **Print sizes**.

Made to order. There are no units waiting on a shelf — each piece is produced when you order it. The logistics — timelines, shipping, what happens if there's an issue — are in **Shipping and returns**.

Faiz's story has more layers than fit here. At twenty-three, a badly soldered copper pipe burst in a warehouse in the Ghala industrial zone. R-22 gas without a mask. He collapsed on the stairs. Two days in the emergency room. Twelve hundred rials in debt. Eight months sleeping in the van with AM radio as his only company between two and six in the morning. The yellow mask hanging from the rearview mirror is from that time. The two hundred rials he keeps in a brown envelope in the kitchen drawer — the same ones his mother Huda sent him when he really needed them — have been sitting for four years waiting for a way to return that doesn't force either of them to talk about it. All of that is in [his biography](https://www.yagopartal.com/animal-kinhood/faiz/).