Posts Tagged ‘art’

In a Purple Martin Drought, I Turn on the Sprinklers

Tuesday, October 13th, 2009

There is no way to deny that Autumn is upon us. Some stores even are putting up Christmas decorations. Though we are in the midst of our yearly purple martin drought, I will artificially slake my thirst for purple martins. “How”, you may ask? The only way I know how…paint. I have been hard at work painting some new pieces. I hope you enjoy the first. Please pardon some of the color rendering, the scan does not do justice to the blue sky of the original..it ends up looking white. Many watercolors can not be accurately captured and duplicated on the internet.

"Purple Martin Fledge Day"

I have been looking around the internet and found a great little nature blog called “Journals of an Amateur Naturalist” with plenty about the authors well managed purple martin colony. Check it out if you get a chance.

April 23, 2008

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008

martin7.JPGA long day, topped of with about 5 straight hours of painting. I get in the zone and “Zen” out. I finished a really nice piece that I have named “Martins of Corcovado” It is by far, my best work yet. A pair of martins in flight, the male with mouth wide open and head turned towards his mate. In the background a stunning vista of Mount Corcovado in Brazil, with a distant “Jesus the Redeemer” at the top of the mountain. I have never been to Mt. “C”  but I have been told it is spectacular. I am more than half way done with 2 other pieces from my martin house series. I am very pleased so far.

Now to jot down a note about my birds, I did half a nest check today and a nest was in the process of hatching. 3 freshly hatched nestlings and 2 eggs amongst them. Another gourd with 6 eggs is 2 days over due to hatch. I am concerned but a fresh leaf was on top of them so they appear to being tended to. It is in a gourd that is hard to see so I will have to make a bigger effort to watch whats going on with that gourd. Tomorrow a reporter from the local newspaper is going to come by and I will do the other half of the nest check then. The house is full of incubating mothers and new nestlings. I found 2 egg shells on the ground below the house. I must admit when I realized they were not chicken egg shells, my heart stopped for a moment. Then I noticed that they were cut perfectly in half-as if by egg tooth.

Now to sleep, perchance to dream.