Fireather

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Fireather

439.00
  • Digitized and enhanced multi-material work
  • Premium thick-wrapped 24" x 16" x 1.5" canvas print
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Birds have always been a subject of exploration and envy. The human imagination has imitated countlessly on their behalf, strapping wings and feathers to our own chests and attempting flight. Plato once called us the "featherless biped," perhaps not because of our evolutionary course, but our propensity for lift.

From the feather we expose truths of gravity, as it falls as ceaseless as a hammer in vacuum. The spine of each—the rachis—is a hollow column, and from this emptiness sprouts plumes and downs and illustrious vanes. By them we have shot our enemies and drafted declarations. The speciation and specialization of feather-bearing creatures was The Origin of Darwinism. By fire, by feathers, we have been inspired into the aether, to the frontiers.


I've spent hundreds of hours tracking, listening, and sitting in silence for birds. Over time I've made several friends who are experts on the species and calls of birds. However, there's something simply about their form that draws me. As a photographer, catching the plume during lift-off is often an eternity, followed by a single moment of fury, only captured by a master of both patience and technique.

Fireather was inspired by the feather, and the beautiful fury I describe. Don't let its current orientation stop you from enjoying whatever you might see in the piece! It combines knifed acrylic, pencil, and charcoal, which is an attempt to recapitulate the contour, filoplume, and down feather textures found in nature.