Living in the High Desert of the American Southwest, I have a chance to feed and watch a wide variety of birds. I can trace the trajectory of hawks as they wheel tirelessly in the mountain updrafts; watch a pair golden eagles roosting on the branch of a dead tree on the top of my mesa; study the raucous fights among the feeding bluejays; and try to draw the endless bobbing and flapping of the sparrows and finches, seeing if I can capture something of the pugnacious vitality that must have characterized the Conference of the Birds.
This is a compilation of the six different “Bird Watching” pieces in the series, each of which poses the question “who is watching who?”.
The original size is 22″ x 14”
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