It was a dream that a bird of peace flew into. It carried a parcel in it's beak. After letting it go the parcel hit the earth and began to spread out becoming a thick liquid. I kept stepping back so that the goop wouldn't get on my shoes. Soon I was out in space and saw that the entire world was covered with ooze. I thought to myself, "What kind of Bird of Peace is this? At that moment I heard the sound of billions of people saying "Ahh!" I thought it was so hokey that I laughed and my laugh woke me up. I drew the Bird out on paper and went back to sleep. Forged, polished, anodized and hand dyed aluminum mobile.
Deep down and gritty? No, just to be silly. It's a playful expression of a joyful fight.
Adaptation of an old Russian story about a firebird.
Hand forged, polished, anodized and hand dyed aluminum mobile.
“Journey”
“Pillowfight”
“Firebird”
“Daises”
