Thumb drum


I am embarrassed to admit that I don’t remember where I bought this little palm-sized drum. South Africa? Papua New Guinea?


I have many of these crudely carved objects from my travels, because I was on a low budget, and I just wanted to take home something that would evoke the place.

In the end, the nationality of the maker does not matter. I can see his hand working the knife, and in the cut he sits beside me.