Fondation Artists - Way

Birds have always fascinated me; (even before the movie Birdie) I envied that privilege of flight, the ultimate freedom. If only I could fly away , escape the burdens of human existence, look down upon the turmoil safely from above, safe in the bird’s eye view of reality.

They perch on cables that stretch endlessly along the streets, on my balcony the crow rests and watches me.

Bird markings drawn in the snow where I grew up.

The nest in the tree, near my childhood window.

Icarus

Wings of angels

Escape to new realities, far away from my own in the flapping of my imaginary wings.

If only I could fly away