Easter Wings

In April 2007 Sean Claire and I started a new tradition, one we hope will last. It is called Easter wings. We want to change the spring color scheme from pastels to wing sauce orange.

If you are offended by my "drumstick crucifix" I don't apologize. You see wings are my god. They have been the one constant in my life. Through sickness and health, new love and breakups, wings have always been there for me. Even when my arteries are so clogged that I can't eat them anymore, the mere smell they put off will get me through the day. Wings Heal, wings bring people together, wings make a mess, but wings never try to be something they are not. There is no deception in wings. Naked and saucy they sit waiting...... Waiting for you and me. Please accept wings into your heart and surrounding arteries! You will be a better person for it. Good Day!
-Ben