The most beautiful piece of artwork that I have ever seen was a taxidermy diorama of two rocky mountain elk fighting in the Carnegie Museum of Natural History. If I stood there too long, my face would become ridden with snot and a flush of red would take over me. Because I knew, deep in my heart, I had longed to be part of that scene. I was not the vast American wilderness. Not the salvia launched from competing bulls. I’ve never even bore witness to the US’s greatest mountain ranges.
But this is a piece about albatrosses.