'Dead birds do tell tales'
Composing Decomposing Birds
- Ongoing project
On my 6th birthday, I was given Fellini, an all white baby budgie (periquito, undulat.. teeny weeny bird) who ate from my hand. One day, I had the idea to teach my pippin how to fly, so I threw him up in the air. This act resulted in Fellini becoming crippled and subsequently dying. I still have not forgiven myself. I buried him in our garden.
Composing Decomposing Birds is an observational series.
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