Sometimes a name just sticks. For about a six month period I built these organic forms of various sizes using cedar shingles, each formed into a single feathered shape. Some grew from the floor up, others hung from the wall. Each featured a single oriface – some dark and mysterious, others emanating with light. After filling my studio, and running out of room, I continued to draw the forms for weeks. Other names were considered for this body of work, but never for very long.