Platoon

This piece resembles a military graveyard, rank upon rank of white crosses marching across the landscape.

Instead of crosses, the thumbs represent our humanness. Each thumb has a finger prints which proves our unique identity and individuality. Number names and ranks were not buried. Real people are sacrificed for politics. Perhaps it is time for our humanity to rise up and spend more time, money and effort on preserving life than on supporting the war machine.