“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.”

–from “Hope is the thing with feathers” by Emily Dickinson


  • Event / Ugninės žolinės
  • Where / Vilkyčiai, Lithuania
  • Date / August 2016


  • Height / 700 cm
  • Width / 150 cm
  • Depth / 400 cm


  • Wood
  • Straw


  • Jordi NN
  • Mantvydas Vilys