This small and mighty falcon is about the same size as the American kestrel. It’s endemic to Madagascar and the atoll of Aldabra.
It prefers open country to forest, and has benefitted from deforestation, nesting under the eaves of homes in populated areas.
They usually still hunt from a perch. While they will take mice and small birds, insects comprise 75% of their diet.
Thank you for looking at and learning about these wonderful birds with me.
The Great Gray Owl sits on a special shelf of birds in the storage closet of my heart.
Their commanding presence and piercing eyes.
I also enjoy their Latin name Strix nebulosa. It reminds me of the nickname my sister gave me, Nebula.
So today I talked to my sister on the phone, and put a Gray in a nebula of my own.
I completed the last work tonight on my 20 warblers on 8×10 wooden pages. I left the 10th page in pencil for “artistic reasons”. I suppose I want whoever looks at these to be able to better see where they come from. People always ask my “why birds?” The best answer I can come up with is that if you walked my mile, I imagine you’d paint a lot of birds too. Maybe the pencil work will help.
Who’s next? Finches? Birds for Atticus….
I found this watercolor from a few years ago while moving this week. I don’t think I’ve shared it here.
I’m excited to get settled here in this new big city and get to work on some new drawing/painting ideas.
The chair and desk I’ve drawn you all these birds at is getting packed into the back of my truck. In just a few days I’m heading north on 101 to a city by the bay. The idea of which fills my head and heart with a thousand emotions.
I can’t see the future. Not even with all the fortune cookies I’ve had over the years, but I predict if you will: This move will send ripples through my artwork. “Positive Vibrations” to quote a Rastafarian I heard singing on a record player once.
I guess though, like everything else in life, we’ll just have to wait and see.
The uncertainty is the fuel for my hearts fire and I throw my hat over the wall and climb to go fetch it.
Thank you for your continued support (letting me waste your time with crudely drawn birds and Grateful Dead quotes).
But in this room lies silence painted in watercolor.
I would take you home.
The other day I heard a friend of mine was having some health problems. I said a prayer in my head as I set out on my bicycle to admire the beautiful piece of the planet I inhabit. As I thought of this good for my friend a Red-shouldered Hawk flew right over my head from a tree behind me. Moments later I came across another tree with a pair of Red-shouldered hawks looking down to me on my bicycle. The smile that brought fueled me further and moments later I was face to face with another Red Hawk. I’m not here to preach to you about anything other than the good that is the natural kingdom, but I will say those hawks brought me good hope on their wings. An experience well timed, I am grateful for. Whatever unfolds down the line from here I am forever grateful to be here to draw birds for you on our planet Earth. If that’s all I’ll do then that’s the best I’ll do.