Birds of a feather

Emerson brought this bird painting home from school, which I am totally in love with. In this scanned version you probably can’t tell, but she drew the image first in pencil, then outlined it in sharpie, then painted it with watercolors.

I love that in this picture each of the birds has a distinct personality yet they all seem to coexist on this branch together.

It reminds me that when I was pregnant, I had a recurring dream of the family comet. Liam is holding me and I am holding the baby and we are soaring through the cosmos with a rainbow comet tail beneath us. We are bound energy on our way somewhere.

And even though these birds aren’t bound they seem to enjoy being in each other’s midst, sharing a branch before resuming their respective flight paths.

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One Response to “Birds of a feather”

  1. Linda says:

    She’s quite an artist!

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