Happy Birthday John James Audubon!
Friday, April 26, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Mama Crow
Something for national poetry month...
Mama Crow
Oh Mama Crow
atop your nest
this stormy April day,
your small dark head peeps through the boughs
that bend and twist and sway.
You seem to ride each wave of wind
with calm determination.
No little gust will keep you from
your task of incubation.
So hang on tight,
the skies will soon
be blue, and nests will dry.
Just in time for baby crows to
hatch and grow and fly.
Mama Crow
Oh Mama Crow
atop your nest
this stormy April day,
your small dark head peeps through the boughs
that bend and twist and sway.
You seem to ride each wave of wind
with calm determination.
No little gust will keep you from
your task of incubation.
So hang on tight,
the skies will soon
be blue, and nests will dry.
Just in time for baby crows to
hatch and grow and fly.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Agape Cafe in Color
Finished the art to a project I shared about back in January. I enjoyed working on this visual tribute to a most wonderful service.
Friday, March 29, 2013
The Colors of Paris
Monday, March 11, 2013
Tea, the Artist's best friend
One plate had an intriguing explanation of a stain visible in the upper right hand corner of "Northern Mockingbird". Many stains apparently are found on JJA's works, and some confirm that he was indeed a tea drinker! I had to laugh at this as I know that Dan has sometimes come down while I'm at my drawing board and is appalled that my full cup of tea is perched precariously close by my work-in-progress! I hardly ever have spills and drinking tea such an intergral part of working, I don't consciously think about the possible dire consequences. One assumes, this is how Audubon worked, too. I felt a special kinship to the fellow bird artist when I read this.
Cheers! And here's the link to the exhibit:
http://www.nyhistory.org/exhibitions/audubons-aviary
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| "Northern Mockingbird"- see the stain in the upper right corner? |
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| Many on JJA's work have been identified as tea stains. |
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| Yikes! Put your tea cup on a coaster! |
Friday, March 1, 2013
Asia and Whinny
Our Macbride Raptor Center has two eastern screech owls, one red morph and one gray. Of course we always view them during the day, and they sit glued together, dozing and winking. I wish they were able to enjoy the winter skies.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Layers of Time
On the shirt tails of a hefty winter snow storm, I recently traveled to Manhattan, Kansas to present a Keynote at a regional workshop for the National Association of Interpretators (think professionals who work in education and interpretation in zoos, museums, nature centers, national and state parks...). Our like-minded missions, to connect people emotionally and intellectually to the resources we write, teach or talk about, made my experience at the conference rich and inspired. It was a delight to meet a group from a completely different discipline I had so much in common with. Old vocational identifications, ancient and archaeological, came to the surface and played along side with my newer author-illustrator self.
One fellow presenter talked about the challenge of communicating the concept of time to children. We're not talking "This happened last Tuesday" kind of stuff. We're talking "This happened 11,000 years ago"! She had come up with an inventive portable visual and tactile stratigraphy display, presenting objects from the various time components of her state park, where she interprets. It got me thinking about our own lives stratigraphically, how one layer of experiences builds on the next. It is rich and complex alright, not just one story, but many. And I do still have fun digging around occasionally!
One fellow presenter talked about the challenge of communicating the concept of time to children. We're not talking "This happened last Tuesday" kind of stuff. We're talking "This happened 11,000 years ago"! She had come up with an inventive portable visual and tactile stratigraphy display, presenting objects from the various time components of her state park, where she interprets. It got me thinking about our own lives stratigraphically, how one layer of experiences builds on the next. It is rich and complex alright, not just one story, but many. And I do still have fun digging around occasionally!
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