Scraps

I flicked over to a documentary today and caught a snippet of vultures feeding on a carcass. Several grotesque heads sitting upon long disheveled necks in the foreground, diving in and out of frame as they tear off more of the flesh, while an infinite amount circle in the sky behind them. Completely stunning, amazing really, strange to say I know but it looked like a painting.
It reminded me of the work of Shelley Reed. I don't know why I am drawn to these kind of broody animal scapes, it seems otherworldly with an impending sense of doom.



Evil really, like the vultures.

poppit.