He's not decorative — he's declarative. Cast in thick-gauge brass, hollow-bodied, soldered in two halves the old way. The dewlap is deeply ribbed, the musculature anatomically considered, the tail looped in classic corrida posture. Decades of unlacquered life have given him exactly what you can't buy new: dark oxidation pooled in the recesses, warm copper breaking through at the peaks. He has been handled. He has been somewhere. No maker's mark, no identical comparable found in the current market.
