As Above, So Below, two carved turkey wing feathers, 18 x 18 inches. Final piece. See the previous blog entry for a video of the carving process.
In Yellowstone National Park a few years ago, the wolf found the elk. The virus has found us and like the elk we are forced to be more cautious.
When death comes to the forefront of my attention, life can take on added sparkle if I let go of trying to hang on. Death then, seems somehow right, a part of a whole.
A bird has to kill to eat to nourish the growth of its feathers. I make art with their gently shed feathers which retain their beauty and complexity.
Yet the birds are still alive.
This is a comfort to me.