“We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals. Remote from universal nature and living by complicated artifice, man in civilisation surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion. We patronise them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate for having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein do we err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours, they move finished and complete, gifted with the extension of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings: they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth.”

Henry Beston, 1928, The Outermost House: A Year of Life On The Great Beach of Cape Cod

Saturday, 19 November 2016

A small thing. Remembrance Day for Lost Species 2014

in memoriam of the passenger pigeon and all the species that are gone

Pencil and ink on tracing paper Copyright   Daniela Othieno  2014


Remembrance Day for Lost Species # 30 November 2014 # Martha


The Birds. Why the Passenger Pigeon became extinct. by Jonathan Rosen 

Feral Theatre - Martha's Flock 

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