I was reading a book recently and images of ravens came with it…and at the Jindi sculpture show Janice hunter had cutout shapes of animals . Maybe they both fused in my imagination with the lines of an old poem by Edgar allen Poe which I had read in my younger days.. I could not remember the actual poem( I have looked it up since) but I did remember a sense of melancholy and sadness. Anyway this is another piece with birds and it is in a simple ….and for me ….unusual form. We do have both crows and ravens in Australia  and they often hang around eating stuff …off the road..hence I thought to do Nevermore in red ( bloody ) so it would be appropriate to these guys.

Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -

Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'

Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.