The discovered Coven

Horrified, Saskia discovers her aunts around a boiling cauldron, her twisted faces in monstrous grins, the sound of their laughter makes the crystals on the windows and Saskia´s insides rattle. She can’t believe this women are her mother’s sisters. Then, one of them, almost carelessly, tosses a butterfly into the cauldron that is simmering with colored wings. Saskia is frozen on her post, understanding why butterflies have become more and more scarce on her furtive walks. Watercolor and graphite on canvas.