Sad Demise of a small Bird

It was the sharp tap at the window that alerted me to the fact that all was not well. I went outside and discovered a small bird lying dead on the path. It had flown into the window and was dead. Close scrutiny revealed the delicate nature of its feathers. I was struck by two things. One, the frost that gathered on its feathers and, two, the prehistoric looking 'armour' plates that protected its claws.

If you want to know more about the Blue Tit, click here.

A BOOK ABOUT DEATH

I have just seen the latest post on Matthew Rose's stunning blog: A Book About Death http://abookaboutdeath.blogspot.com/. It details the project for 1,000 artists to contribute 500 postcards each to create an unbound book about Death. The exhibition will take place at the Emily Harvey Foundation Gallery in New York City this September. The latest post is reproduced above. I realise the image by Beth Robinson is disturbing, but it is also pretty fantastic work of art. For more on the exibition and some other thought-provoking pieces of work, visit the website. Please let me know what you think?

Also, you absolutely must visit Beth Robinson's website: http://www.strangedolls.net/ I can guarantee you will have never seen such, well - strange dolls in all your life. Remarkable!