Legs bound together, these birds will soon become someone's dinner. They hang upside down in space, their beaks probing the negative space that exists between them and the bottom edge of the image. There is great tension within that space – it represents freedom, yet they will never see it. A gloved hand reaches towards them from the right hand edge, the tips of the fingers grazing their feathers. There is considerable tension generated by that touch as well. There is always tension in a struggle; it is the negative space here that helps define it.