Style: fine art. Medium: acrylic and modeling paste. Inspiration: artists of the Art Nouveau movement.
" I am Music. And I am here for your soul. I am a loan, not a possession. You give me back upon departure.
There is a reason you glance up when you first hear a melody, or take your foot to the sound of drum. All human are musical. Why else would the Lord give you a beating heart?"
From "The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto" by Mitch Albom.
I look at this photograph and smile. I was waiting for the Great Blue Heron to take off. He was waiting for food to come to him - some Herons are like that. I desperately wanted to capture this beautiful bird in flight.
When the Heron took off I wasn't ready and missed the moment. I didn't know at that time that I should watch the Heron's knees, Herons bend their knees to lift off to the races.
How many times I photographed these trees? How many times I walked on the snowy field toward them sinking in a deep snow. How many times I fell down into the snow because underneath was a hidden ice. Many, many times.
There is something that draws me to these trees every winter. Probably, their strength, their resilience, their thirst for life.
A female Yellow-Headed Blackbird was very skittish and spent most of her time in a marsh. Only for a few minutes she took a short break.
In a marsh looking for food.
Here is a male Yellow-Headed Blackbird sets up territory waiting for female to arrive. He sings a croaky courtship song showing off his plumage. Hopefully, a female would be impressed enough to mate.
