Taxidermy Is Art.
No Debates Needed. đŻ I hunt because I love nature. I mount trophies because I respect it. Taxidermy isnât some weird obsession or macho flex. Itâs the way I capture the wild â raw and honest. That moment when I locked eyes with a rutting buck, or the adrenaline when the boar came crashing through the thicket⊠a picture fades. A head mount? Thatâs memory solidified. Thatâs real. Some folks say itâs just âstuffed animals.â Yeah? Then youâve never watched a true taxidermist breathe life back into glass eyes and cured hide. It takes more than glue and foam â it takes knowledge, precision, and soul. Thatâs craftsmanship. Thatâs art. These trophies on my wall? They arenât kills. Theyâre chapters. Theyâre why I remember every sunrise I froze through, every footprint I followed, every time I sat in complete silence â just waiting. I donât do it for show. I do it because the wild deserves to be remembered properly. Call it what you want. I call it respect in its purest, most tangible form.
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