While cycling up Provo Canyon in Utah, my brother Grant came across a mule deer fetus lying next to the white line of the road. Its mother, whose body lay off the roadside, had been hit by a vehicle, causing her to abort her fetus. It was eventually packed in dry ice and shipped to me. A few months later, my wife and I created this “picnic” in a city park, while our newborn son watched from his stroller.
