© Mauro De Bettio
She is also inside my heart, but it's nice to see her again in the picture. Her expression, hes skin forged by time, the black points tattooed on her face that take away evil spirits; those colorful fabrics made from bark fiber, brass earrings, necklaces made of colored beads and those heavy aluminium collars, that will only be removed by the blacksmith after her death and that will be passed on to her daughters. Again, another India, which in itself has the colors of Africa, called Orissa.
