A Peacock...

This is a family painting my mother bought.  It went to my younger brother when she passed.  My brother passed at the age of 42, and this peacock came to me....
    It is a plaster of paris carving, inlaid with real peacock feathers.  It is 33 years old now, the feathers have lost some of their beautiful color.  But, you can still see the center of the feather and the beautiful bird, as well as....  carving?  painting?  I am not exactly sure what to call it, as it also hangs on the wall like a painting, and if you stood next to it, you would see the texture of both the feathers and the plaster that it is made of.