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Birds in Art/Art in Birds Entries, 121-130

121. Curt Meltzer, New York, New York

This picture was taken at an urban zoo, such as the Bronx Zoological Society.  To me, it represents the ambiguity I always feel when I go to zoos (which I do often).  On the one hand, the picture reflects the beauty of the flamingo (worth a special trip to see) but instead of a natural background of woods, or shoreline or water, it is a blank wall.

So one always sees special beauty, at the same time one is reminded of the loss of habitat, the artificial settings (which are always less than the natural settings), and the captivity of the bird itself.

Visits such as these always inspire me to further conservation work.

Curt Meltzer, Flamingo

 

 

122. Gary Kuscher, Mountain Center, California

We are so fortunate to have so many beautiful birds to observe every day of every year,

The blue heron is seen here just after a snowfall........

 The young eaglets just after fledging for the first time........

The proud father just out soaring.................

Heron

 

Eaglets

Eagle father

 

123. Karen Watras, Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina

Great White Egrets are one of my favorite birds and I recently was lucky enough to witness this display of courting, display of feathers and display of affection of a pair that were nesting at the Venice Rookery in Venice, FL.  It was so beautiful to watch, I was so moved by their beauty and tenderness...as if they were paintings come to life.

 

Great White Egrets.jpg

 This Red Bellied Woodpecker proved to be the highlight of my afternoon.  I watched him fly from tree to tree, up and down, round and round...pecking away to his hearts content.  I was lucky enough to get quite a few good shots of him but his was my favorite.  Art should not only be beautiful but also entertaining!!

Red-bellied Woodpecker

I loved this photograph...I watched these three friends eat together side by side in the shallow waters of Pea Island, NC for about an hour.  Sometimes I like to turn my photographs into drawings or painting using my photo editing program.  I used Colored Pencil to achieve this picture and created my own art with birds.

Three Friends

124. Kim McAlear, Ithaca, New York

These photos were taken in different parts of Florida within the last year.  This is my first digital camera and I have been increasingly experimenting with black and white images and more recently images using a lensbaby lens (selective focus).

Watching
Royal Terns with possible Sandwich Tern in fourth row, right

Many birds

Shorebirds 

125. Lisa Harris

By the Water

 

 

126. Lynne Albert,

I have grown up birdwatching and enjoying birds.  I love watching birds around home and in exotic locations when I travel.  At times this moves me to create art or poetry, or simply photograph the beautiful birds I see.

 

1.  My first piece is a photo I recently took of two great blue herons on a nest.  I loved how their feathers fanned out and their necks arched toward each other, almost forming a heart shape.  The elegant shape of their bodies was so beautiful silhouetted against the sky.  It took my breath away.  If the rail was a dancer, than these herons were prima ballerinas, strutting on their stage of a nest.  It was art that I was eager to capture on film, my own art.

 

 

GBH on nest

 

 

2. This second art piece is an acrylic painting of a Blackburnian Warbler I photographed at a marsh on Lake Erie, near my city.  I loved how the beautiful warbler stood out, with its bright orange, yellow, and black markings.  At the same time I love how it somehow blends in with the network of green leaves and branches, dappled in the early morning sunlight.  The image I saw was art in itself, then the photograph became art, and then my painting became the final transformation of the image.  I love how art can evolve and one concept or idea can be transformed. 

 Blackburnian Warbler

3. The third piece is a poem I wrote about an exciting bird sighting.  The experience affected me as a young birder and a teenager and I still remember the moment.  I love how birdwatching can bring people together, and how the excitement of a rare find ripples through the crowd, with the more experienced birders sharing with the younger ones their knowledge, helping them locate the bird.  The bird moved gracefully, like a dancer among the reeds, and I wanted to portray that experience through my art.  I hope I succeeded with this poem. 

 

Sighting
 
I walked along weathered boards,
            squinted through the reeds and brush,
                        past the decaying fence into the surrounding marshes.
Suddenly my eye was caught by a flash of movement,
            and I strained to watch a bird tiptoe
                        daintily through the water:
two thin yellow legs moving rhythmically,
a long beak, graceful pulsing neck.
 
I nudged my mother’s side, and she crouched by
me, captivated.
Soon a whole crowd of birders had
assembled about us – a motley group
from different walks of life, still
                        all quiet, intently studying the brush.
Right behind me a voice rasped:
“A Virginia rail.  They’re very rare.”
            And I held my breath, willing it to stay
a moment longer . . . yet it
            d i s solved mysteriously into the tangled weeds and cloudy water.
 

 

 

 

127. May Haga, Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

The reflection, the white/grey of this American Avocet, the blue water, for me, produces a very peaceful image.

 

American Avocet

 The pink background gives a very painterly feeling to this picture.  The pink background shows off very nicely the grey and white of this Townsend's Solitaire.

Townsend's Solitaire 

128. Meiling Sprogen

 

In My Backyard
I my backyard I see birds, and trees
The sound of the sea
And the breeze of the leaves
I stare outside, the wind in my hair
I breathe

In my backyard I see birds, and trees
Little chickadees, especially
Flapping their wings
They sing a song
Life

In my backyard I see birds, and trees
Sweet air I breathe
Leaves in the wind
Whistling
They become alive

 

Beautiful Bird

Beautiful Bird
A beautiful bird wading in the water
The reflection rippling
Looking for fish
So beautiful
A beautiful bird sitting on a branch
Its feathers being cleaned
Looking to the sky
So perfect
Robin

Gull

Duck


129. Abigail Hurta,  Union City, Pennsylvania

"I entered the contest because I wanted to combine my love of birds and poetry together and to share it with others"

 

Juncos
By Abigail Hurta

Flying with graceful ease,
to the feeder
and
to the trees.

Their white under and wings of gray,
coming
to my seed
every day.

They eat their seed in
thankfulness
and
wonder,
Everything about them makes me ponder.


130. Hailey Phillips

 I was sitting outside at night and i was looking at the street lamp post near my house and i saw this bird fly by it like a bolt of lightning, that is what inspired me to paint this painting.

Hailey Phillips