terrorbird
Mist shrouds the forest as the moon rises above the tree line, shadows grow shorter, a ghostly choir fades in and out of earshot. Dancing firelight flickering while shadows push and shove through your line of sight. Your body freezes as the spirit of death materializes, it stares without eyes, piercing the veil. Paralyzed, you watch as the ceremony begins.
Spring 2023
90” x 48” x 32”
Steel, fabric.
HAUNT.
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