“Still Feather” ruminates on our industrial daydream; the precarious union of
technology and prosperity. It seems we are all transfixed to an exasperated
machine sputtering through visions of its golden days, a dubious projector cycling
scenes of emergent possibilities. And it feels dissonant, out of touch, modern life is
driving to the brink of exhaustion, while our synthetic creations grow in number and influence"