Really admire the complex mood, how Blevins weaves together the complementary emotions of her five endlings in this wonderful piece. Part of the terrible sadness of these pending extinctions (“walking taxidermy” as Martin the depressed Golden Frog puts it”) is that it has been brought on by us disgraceful humans and Elisabeth the Amur Leopard’s rage is understandable. I love it that Olive the Black Rhino plays sensitive hostess to the picnic. I was unexpectedly moved by Tanya the Oryx missing the herd. “All those miles felt like nothing because we moved together, all those hooves.”...
Really admire the complex mood, how Blevins weaves together the complementary emotions of her five endlings in this wonderful piece. Part of the terrible sadness of these pending extinctions (“walking taxidermy” as Martin the depressed Golden Frog puts it”) is that it has been brought on by us disgraceful humans and Elisabeth the Amur Leopard’s rage is understandable. I love it that Olive the Black Rhino plays sensitive hostess to the picnic. I was unexpectedly moved by Tanya the Oryx missing the herd. “All those miles felt like nothing because we moved together, all those hooves.” Astounding work!