Bronze, Encaustic on Birch
13” x 12”x 3”
As a Delaware/Cherokee Native American, I grew up hearing family stories of shape shifters with the idea of a trickster who hides their identity, birds as messengers, and owls as bearers of tragic news. In “Flight” you see where the bird is shifting and he is stuck between the two worlds trying to choose, the world of man or the world of the spirit. He has the hands and eyes of mankind but they are still in bird form.