F O U N D

The thing that first caught my eye about this feather was that it was white. I usually only see brown-ish feathers, and already have a lot of them. It was also fluffier than most of the duck feathers I usually see. So, as I stepped over it, I paused and looked closer, and I saw that it was covered in blood and some green stuff that I can't identify. Gross. So my gut reaction was to abandon the feather. That's when it became kind of interesting.



Who cares about a little blood and guts? I mean, our society is so sterile and we are all so conditioned to feel like if something is dirty or whatever, then it's somehow wrong. But, my closer inspection of the feather led me to the opposite conclusion. First of all, since it is white, the colors of the blood and green stuff are more vibrant. My pics are a little weak and they're not as vibrant as real life, unfortunately, but I can assure you that the red and green are pretty bright. Color. I like it.

What could be a more appropriate symbol for fraility but a feather covered in blood and guts? So weak and delicate and dead.

Brian posted at 2:03 PM.