While I was stuck in the studio


and the birds were stuck in the treetops



I worked on my own bird



adding layers of cut plastic feathers 

static made it rather a challenge



Bird

It was passed from one bird to another,

the whole gift of the day.

Pablo Neruda



The day was a gift, a winter wonderland with the beautiful sound of silence.


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