A curious little red clay man, who originated I know not where. I found him with this carved wooden paddle/spear of sorts, the pointy tip of which fits into a small opening in one hand, but which will also tuck into the space made by his folded elbow. He feels rather existential to me, as if forever wandering the earth—or perhaps beyond—in search of something.
2 3/4” t x 1 1/4”w , overall good condition, with a small chip to the back of one leg.