by Birdie Girl | Jun 20, 2016 | Birdie Girl, My Writing
When I was growing up, my grandparents owned twenty-six acres of woodlands and marshes that were a haven for birds. My grandfather took long planks, forming Zen-like bridges which zig zagged through the wetlands, creating a trail to the Baker River where we would...
by Birdie Girl | Jun 14, 2016 | Birdie Girl, My Writing
This sweet bird greets me every morning outside my mom’s kitchen window in New Hampshire. Both the male and the female are building a nest under the back porch by the cellar door. They habitually place their mud, moss and grass nests in protected nooks on bridges,...
by Birdie Girl | Oct 26, 2015 | Birdie Girl, My Writing
To my delight, I saw six bluebirds at the birdbath in my father-in-law’s garden. I was able to catch a couple of photos and work some drawings. Bluebirds have always been a rare sighting for me but the last few years I have been seeing more of them in Northern...
by Sherburn LaBelle | Jun 6, 2015 | My Writing, Potentials of Art
There is something quite profound and humbling looking at an ancient artifact. This is also true with an architectural site that was constructed eons ago. Exploring these ancient places and relics is what I call mind-travel. It provides a spacial context for a...
by Sherburn LaBelle | Apr 12, 2015 | My Writing, Potentials of Art, Thirsty For The Marvelous
Something has changed in this era. Art has shifted off base. Its watered down, covered up because in some places art poses a threat. Yeah really, people are afraid of the power of art. But don’t be fooled. Though we hope it is just an illusion, the reality is the...
by Birdie Girl | Mar 20, 2015 | Bird of the Week, Birdie Girl, My Writing
I wake up early in the morning to the sounds of croaking and knocking calls of a pair of ravens sitting on the railing of our deck. These ravens has become our alarm clock. My partner jumps out of bed, grabs some food for them, runs out and places it on the railing...
