Friday, June 03, 2011

Failure to Fledge

I've been listening and watching as a nest full of house wrens grows up in the birdhouse right outside the window of my studio

when I was out in the back yard to mow, I discovered that one of the little birds must have either fallen out of the birdhouse, or tried to fly before he was ready

his little body was laying on the ground

I didn't have the heart to take a picture, but I made sure it was properly taken care of

I did this little drawing, because I haven't been able to get the image out of my head

and I've been thinking about it as a metaphor for where I think I am with my art -- standing on the edge of the nest with wobbly wings -- hoping to soar, not crash into the side of the yard shed and plunge to the ground

hmmm, no wonder I can't get the image out of my head!
yesterday I spent some time at the sewing machine, turning that stack of blue rectangles into a long "snake" of pieces all stitched together end to end

today I can start step two -- folding the long strip in half and stitching it together on the long edge

I think I'm going to really like this one
another charity afghan block complete too

work continues on the Hoffman Challenge piece and the vest I'm knitting (80% done now!!)

today I plan to get into my storage area and check out what fabric I have to put into a baby quilt

time to get to it

1 comment:

AlisonH said...

Birds are born knowing inherently how to fly like humans to walk. The problem is learning to land safely.

I had a finch hit the window and I put it out into the yard a bit where it would be in sight of the local raptors, knowing it would feed their young (and disappear quickly). It did.