Sun bleached ghosts; they become light and fragile. These fragments belonged, no, they were the squirrel that decomposed deep in the back yard. But now transformed into something familiar, but alien.
At the same time, these are very literal objects. They served absolute functions. Chewing, clawing, climbing. They have not been made new, instead they have been revealed.
It is this strange example of""out of sigh, out of mind." Something completely fundamental and necessary for life, and yet so far from every day existence, and so much more permanent.
I'll bring photos of something less weird next time, I promise.