THE MOON AND THE FIREFLIES

When I was smaller, we used to play Badminton until late night in summer, and we would only stop when we couldn't see the shuttlecock anymore. Then, we would sit down outside and I would observe the moon, asking myself many questions.

My mother had told me that the people that pass away in this world went to the moon.

How can so many people fit in such a tight space? Why can't I see anybody moving inside the moon? (because obviously, the moon is a transparent sphere which is lightened up from the inside).

These were hard questions at that time and I had to mentally redirect my thinking to something else.

Since everything belongs to my childhood, I drew a character that has stuck to my memory through the ages: Harlequin. Oh, and yes, there were always fireflies as well.