Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood is not the girl from the classic fairy tales here. In this forest, everything is different: there is no salvation, and the hunt is not just for survival. She is not just running from a wolf, but from something far more dangerous, something whose howl already drowns out the wind. This is a story about the fears we are used to hiding deep inside, and the moment when they finally break free. Her basket doesn’t hold pies; it holds only what remains from previous encounters. And the grandmother who was waiting for her in the house has long ceased to be just a grandmother, having turned into something much more unsettling. In my forest, everyone is on their own, and everyone here is either the hunter or the prey. You cannot run from yourself—sooner or later, you have to turn around and look into the eyes of the thing you are running from.

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1PfzsEXwmZSJBphxxLgDcB3g691e76LwQ9

Token ID

16