Brittney Reid - Silks at Noon
Collapsed Tom Cat
Ceremonies give me a mixture of emotions. Sometimes they excite me, as it’s an opportunity to see an animal as more than just pavement barbeque. I see them as a being that lost the game of survival. A world mixed with hunger and old wisdom; I could only dream of possessing. Other times I’m left distressed, mad even, with how violently and disrespectfully its life ended. In a way, I am trying to make sense of it while also letting go of the frustration that I will never know how it arrived at such an unfortunate predicament.