As a result of strange incidences with bizarre weather patterns up here (and across the entire planet it seems), one of my friends discovered a stranded and starving Common Murre on her road - a very long way away from its normal habitat. This aberration was repeated across the state, in conjunction with some truly alarming "canary in the coal mine" caliber occurrences of massive (thousands of birds) die-off down in SouthEast.
|hat-tip Du Aaní Kawdinook Xh'unei|
Posted below is a sample from the sketchbook of a concept doodle for an upcoming panel. And I always forget it's, uh, pluh-ver... and don’t even get me started on pronouncing “Pileated woodpecker” either.
While we're on the subject of birds...
“You can reach inside my head
And you can put your song there instead”
This one put tears on my face and loosened something deep inside my chest late one night while randomly surfing the web for a new studio mix.
|Grab via Vimeo|
It's by a recent favorite musician of mine, Steve Wilson (Porcupine Tree) + animator Jessica Cope: an aching, beautiful piece and an example of how a rare, transcendent collaboration between two artists can achieve true synergy.