
Crows Watch— At the Principle Gallery Show
I like to prowl ordinary places
and taste the people-
from a distance.
― Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit
As far as birds are concerned, crows are my bird of choice to employ in my work. I think it’s their aloofness, their keen intelligence and their sense of constant observation that appeals to me.
I want to say we share these qualities, but I don’t know that either my intelligence or observation skills measure up in crows terms.
But I do have the aloofness part down cold, especially after the last few years of seclusion. I feel more crowlike than ever, perched in my trees here. Observing the world from a distance. Swooping in every so often to grab a shiny object then retreating quickly into the cover of the woods.
Now, I don’t know if that’s good or bad, normal or abnormal, right or wrong. But it feels like a natural extension of my true self. Kind of like how we emphasize or diminish certain personality traits — good and bad–as we age.
This crowish aloofness feels like a natural inborn trait that has just moved to the forefront.
And I’m okay with that.
Just wish the intelligence and observation skills came along as part of the package.