I have discovered that my mind's eye needs glasses. For years I have tried to convince myself that, with just a little more effort, I could become an organized, spit and polish professional. Now the people that know me that just read that sentence are laughing. And with good reason too!
I am a scavenger. One who happens upon things and through a maelstrom of unmedicated thought reassembles ideas and items into something "other." I spit but I will never polish.
When I was doing "On the Occasion of a Bloody Nose" (see below). I happened upon a murder of crows feasting upon a rather unlucky bunny. This got me thinking how like a crow or raven I am. In fact, my soon-to-be 18 year old daughter has taken to calling me "Old Crow" with great delight. So I began a web search of all things crow-like.
This piece is the result of that wandering.
"Blackbird" is an outtake from the Beatles Kensington Studio Sessions. It doesn't have the bird calls over the second verse which I have always found extremely annoying...
This assemblage would be nothing without the wonderful photography I found from:
Carl Cook at www.clcookphoto.com/crows.htm
and
Paul Lantz at: http://www.lantz.ca/
Please visit both of their sites and feast your eyes on their exquisite work!
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"...every living thing in whose nostrils was the breath of life died." "[And at the end, Noah]sent forth the raven; and it went to and fro [beating its wings, stirring the air to breathe, scavenging life from death]until the waters were dried up from the earth." Genesis 7:22, 8:6-7
Bless the blackbird.
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