Event Artwork

It is a cool, wet, winter day in the heart of Bushdog Pack territory. At the height of the Winter Solstice the sun has set several hours ago, yet some of the pack members remain outside basking in a warm glow. The Anteos have spent days, weeks, maybe months leading up until this night, collecting up driftwood, dry brush, and other flammable objects from their territory. Cleaning up the beaches. Building a large sort of pile. Now that pile burned as a bonfire, ba...