I grew up in a town next to a poultry processing plant. Often I would cut the grass in our yard, which depending on the wind, would be speckled with feathers. I thought it was pretty, but my Dad sued the company for health and safety, and they then hired a man with a big vacuum machine to clean up around the plant each day. End of my back yard art installation … for now.

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Comment by Katerina Nikoltsou (MomKat) on October 21, 2022 at 11:09pm

More than 10 years later:

This is fantastic...fluffy...feathery...

me dreaming of the green, green grass of home :-)

(and it arrived just like that in the mail...amazing! 'Tis Dean magic!))

Comment by Dean aka Artist in Seine on May 16, 2011 at 7:20pm

From MIM: I don't get it! Your feathers arrived intact, all fluffy green-ness. We looked at it in amazement! Wow. Fluffy feathers all the way from France! I'm just so tame with my Mail Art. Bravo my friend. My hat is off to you, or rather, my stamps are off to you!

Dean: What can I say except; Birds of a feather Mail Art together!

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