I guess it comes as no surprise that I’m inspired by flocks of birds in flight. I remember a flock of pigeons taking off in Manhattan when I lived there. For all the bad things New Yorkers say about pigeons, they are beautiful

In what feels like another life, here in Connecticut, I walked past a derelict house. The yard had grown weeds. In the weeds, though, was a lot of yellow birds, feeding. I never saw them take off. So, my memory of yellow birds gave me the urge to draw them in flight.

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