He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring’d with the azure world, he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls..
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Look closely; Thunderbolt is carrying an antique brass torch in his gut- the torch of freedom. He has a fire in his belly that believes the great American dream of “liberty and freedom for all” is still the great hope of the nations. That noble spirit is much alive among the millions of decent hard working people all across this great land.  He is a beacon of hope for the oppressed and discouraged.

The rusty and salvaged found objects he is made of have seen hard times. His feathers are a bit ruffled.  He is resilient, however, and determined to carry the torch onward.  Godly principles forged and blessed this nation, and will serve us well as we embrace God’s wisdom going forward.

If my people, which are called by my name, will humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.
2 Chronicles 7:14

INVENTORY of  “ THUNDERBOLT”  (steel eagle) • 2010

Torch head
Bicycle seat frame
Butcher knives & hedge trimmers
Recycled bronze ostrich
Fan blades
Lag bolts
Tractor wheel rim
Brass nuts
Pruning shears         
Rocker arms
Ring gear
Circular saw blades

Primary feathers
Back & keel
White feathers
Ring base
Alula ‘thumb’ feathers
Rib cage
Secondary feathers
Underwing feathers


Fabricated one of a kind.

36" H x 62" L

Las Vegas, Nevada

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