Nathanzy

As I sit here, an inexperienced newbie when it comes to taxidermy, I can't help but feel amazed. I carefully make each stitch, one-by-one, into the hide of a once-living fox. With each and every stitch, after carefully clearing the fur out of the way, I can't help but to feel proud. But there's more than that. There's more than just the simple pride in my newly-started work. There's the subject itself. This magnificent creature, still beautiful in its death. As I work along its leg, I can't help but be in awe as its original form becomes somewhat revealed. I bend its wrist, experience from photos telling me where it is. Even without any bone