Intergalactic Corvidae

"Intergalactic Corvidae" - acrylic on wood panel, 12 x 16 x .75.  Ready to hang.  Available August 11 - 12 at Fusion Gallery.

The nightly crow show here at malarkey central has invaded the studio.    And taken over the spaceship.  Fortunately, this particular guy knows how to drive a hyper-loop rocket engine to the stars.

​It's hard to resist the crows.  Aerial acrobats soar across the darkening sky each evening, combined with cackles and caws and all matter of coos and chucks as bird-speak fills the airwaves.  The trees around my house are the staging area for their nightly gathering - they begin calling each other after dinner, gather noisily in the trees, then suddenly take off in a gorgeous mass to wherever it is the murder roosts for the night.  

Wonder Mike ignores them completely, searching the yard and peering through the fence for raccoons, cats and squirrels.  He covers ground duty; I watch the sky.

Intergalactic Corvidae

Because the neighborhood is a nightclub for corvidae, the streets and sidewalks are littered with feathers.      Dog walks become feather hunts.  A bag for feathers becomes part of the walking uniform.  The containers on kitchen shelves fill with feathers until the collection becomes a little unwieldy and spreads into the dining room.  It's just a matter of time before the exterior of the house grows wings.  Plans for feathered costumes run amok in my head.  Yes, yes - soon I will paint with them.

If you're in Southeast Portland and happen to be in need of feathers, stop by.  I'll hook you up. :)