Untitled (birds)

Flower ribbon on canes moving in the wind in the Garden of Rest, former graveyard. The work reads as flowers and birds, hovering, tethered, balancing in the wind. From the front, almost disappearing, ghostly forms, from the side brilliant, exotic, surreal, an enchanted flower bed or strange painting, almost solid. In strong wind the work vibrates rapidly, appearing as flashes of light or energy as the shiny surface catches the sun.