Exit Vectors: Fluttering Towards Rust

Prompt: A flying machine with wings made of brass and bone, suspended in a dark chamber, multiple mirrors showing its reflection. Creative Process: Suspended between renaissance dreams and steampunk nightmares, this mechanical moth emerged from my obsession with da vinci's unrealized sketches. the translucent wings carry the weight of centuries of failed human ambition, while brass gears and delicate mechanisms whisper of futures that never were. in the gallery space, paintings fade into obscurity as this impossible creature commands attention, its shadow a reminder of how close we came to flight before flight existed. the strings that hold it are both puppet master and prison bars - a metaphor for the constraints of imagination itself..