Feathers carry something light, yet also something profound. They are memories of birds moving through the sky, whispers of freedom and change. A feather can be the beginning of a journey, or a trace left behind by one who has already flown.

They float between the earthly and the celestial, as symbols of soul, hope, vulnerability, and strength all at once. In their stillness, they remind us of movement. In their fragility, of courage.

What I create in the form of feathers is about this: carrying the fleeting and the wild close to the body.

/Inga