Birds of a feather flock together. I can’t stop painting the birds this week. I am cycling through my obsessions. Apparently, this is the season for birds. Just when I thought I couldn’t add the word birds to this paragraph one more time I managed to do it again: Look at these birds!
So, I’ve been having a lot of trouble getting my photographs to be sharp and focused lately. I can’t decide if it’s my improper camera use or if my eyes are going to the dark side. I’ve been experimenting with different camera functions in the hopes that I can fix my problem. It hasn’t been working. My photos still have a bit of blur to them. At least they do when I look at them. Jim ordered me a camera clicker thing and a tripod so I can set up the shot, stand back, and take the picture with a remote. We’re hoping the blur comes from my unsteady hands. I feel very high-tech just thinking about it. It’s like I’ll become robotic without actually having to be a robot. Where else can you get art, birds and robot talk all in one post, but on this blog? I know, it’s like I get weirder by the month, right?
Jim also made me an appointment with the ophthalmologist to get my eyes checked. Boooooooo! He knows I will put it off until I’m completely blind. I can’t help it. I don’t like to go to the doctor unless I have to. It’s expensive and they usually just tell me whatever is wrong is just in my head. It seems like I could tell myself that for free, right? Or blame my camera. Anyway, this Thursday I’ll know for sure. Sometime soon you may see me sporting reading glasses or worse. Getting old(er) is for the birds, seriously.
Anyway, I do love painting birds and I do love alcohol ink on Yupo paper. It’s so luxurious and bright. It’s quickly becoming my favorite medium to work in. Plus, it’s fast which works well with Tiny-Small and her anti-nap or I’ll nap tomorrow schedule that she has been clinging to lately. I miss the days when there were two naps sometimes, but that kid is so funny and silly that it’s nice to have her awake and getting into trouble for more hours each day. Plus, she is a fan of my bird paintings which makes me feel a little famous and inflates my dream of being known as a super-talented mom artist with a fashionista daughter on the verge of taking over the world like a dynamic duo. There, I said it. Now you know my plans. It really is important to have people who believe in you and what you are doing, even if they are only three years old. It’s also good to have a partner that demands you get your eyes checked and go to the doctor once in a while.
Also, it’s good to have birds. What will happen to the bee eaters once the bees are all gone?
Yep, birds, bees, robots, ophthalmologists, art, environmental science, and a little gratitude all in one post. I’m not a niche blogger if you haven’t figured that out by now. I’m a bit all over the map these days. Just look at the pretty art and pretend not to notice. That’s what I do.