Bat’s Remorse

This figure is meant to look human and bat-like and very much alive, but is also incomplete or coming apart as in fossil remains. It has only one wing, lots of holes. I initially thought that the figure would hang on the wall like a modern bat, but realized that would be too much bat and not enough human. It needed to be more of a person than a paleontological artifact. I decided to have it roosting in, lighting on, the shards of a hollow tree felled in a storm, with holes drilled by woodpeckers. All of that rests atop a furnace flue pipe.

Bat’s Remorse is a big story about habitats—insects’, bats’, and ultimately us carbon-burning creatures’ building activities that intensify the storms that erode the soil that brings down the tree. About extinction and human activity, life and death on a very large scale, and the way our activity is making the universe behave the way it does—or will.

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