• Flying

    Flying

    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…

  • I Don’t Keep My Visions to Myself

    All you Stevie fans, (and I know there are a lot of you), forgive me for sort of quoting her.  But it’s true, I talk about my visions far and wide!  Sometimes, I even draw them. I don’t get many visions, in fact, only two that were truly spontaneous.  Once, while meditating, I got the…

  • The Bird is the Word…

    As I work on the crow picture, I’m reminded of Alfred Hitchcock and “The Birds”.  I’m doing a number of crow, flourishing of course, in a limited color palette.  Now, how do I not make it look like this? It’s unfair to crows, which are a dignified, intelligent species of bird. To be fair, it’s…

  • Flourishing, not Surving

    So, as I think about getting through the winter once again, I remind myself that certain species do very well in the cold, dark time of year. It used to be that in Connecticut, there were all sorts of winter birds.  There were titmice, chickadees, and lots of cardinals.  I’m not sure where they are…