Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Hawks and Shadows

As I was considering what to write about for Killer Hobbies this week, some big birds told me what to do. 

I was looking out the back windows of my home that overlook the San Fernando Valley.  It was a bright and sunny day--sunny enough that my younger Cavalier King Charles Spaniel Mystie’s tail was wagging constantly.  She loves sunny spots and shadows and will watch them for hours.

This time, as I stared out the window, I saw a large bird’s shadow move across the branches and leaves of nearby trees, but I didn’t see the bird.  The same thing happened again only a minute or so later.  Same bird?  Maybe, if it was flying in circles.  It must have been flying over my house, with the sun shining at an angle that cast the shadow visibly, even though I never did see the actual bird.

I found the sight, and illusion, fascinating.  I’ve also been watching some interesting interplay between birds out the same windows this week.  There are two hawks, presumably a male and female, who perch on the tops of nearby power poles and tree branches, not together but sometimes facing one another.  They appear calm and in charge and utterly uncompromising.  This is important because, as they remain there so serenely, crows have been buzz-bombing them.  The crows circle and zoom in, sometimes as a flock, sometimes individually, as if they’re insisting that the hawks leave, that this is their territory.  The hawks ignore them as if they weren’t even there, let alone attacking them.  

I’ve been studying the birds and their actions, wondering how I could incorporate them into a story.  I’m not writing about birds, at least not currently, but I could certainly analogize their personalities and interactions into differences in humans.

The hawks are like people who know who they are and what they want.  Who have goals (like finding the right rodent to sweep down on and eat?) and will let nothing stand in their way to achieving them. 

The crows are... say, I just realized they’re like the media.   Paparazzi!  They’ll fly and flutter to divert attention, to get a story by creating their own.  By attacking, at least figuratively when it comes to humans, those who are secure in themselves and who don’t want to be bothered.

Then there was the determined and diligent hummingbird I also saw yesterday taking its nectar from some flowers on a bush outside a local post office today.  Hovering and intriguing, a hard worker but lovely and fun to watch.

Do you ever analogize the actions of other animals to those of humans?  Heck, I do it all the time with my dogs... and now I’m doing it with birds, too!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Crafting a "Riff" on Other Projects




In my preparation for Bouchercon, I've been "kitting" up the stuff for my scrapbooking class where we'll be making the page above. (See the Sunday post below for details.) Unfortunately, the creative bug hit me hard in the midst.

Maybe that happens to you, too? You're supposed to be doing "A" but you suddenly feel the urge to do "B," and away you go. I couldn't help myself. I stopped everything to see if I could translate the page above, to scraplift the design, and make a similar page in the Halloween spirit.

After a couple of false starts--I couldn't decide what paper to use for the branch--I came up with the page below:



Can you guess what I used for the branch? The owl was a hand-drawn and colored piece I created last year. I have a file of these, and frankly, I can't recall what was the original inspiration. Sometimes I'll look at a rubber stamp or clip art or even a purchased embellishment and decide to try for my own version.

I liked the finished page pretty well. One problem was replicating the border on the big area of yellow/gold paper. I did it with scalloped scissors and a hole punch, which totally wrecked the palm of my right hand. I've injured the muscle connected my thumb to my palm, and I never seem to let it heal right. Somehow I roll my hand when I put my purse on my shoulder in a motion that keeps ripping the same spot.

Another problem: Page protectors are generally smaller than 12 x 12 inches. It's a cheat. So after you make your page, you often find it won't fit in the plastic protector. Hence, the wonky trim job. After the scan I also noticed my jerry-rigged border isn't completely straight.

But the biggest bug-a-boo I have with the page is the owl. Other crafters would either have to download a copy of mine or get their own. I puzzled over that most of the weekend. In fact, my husband David and I were invited to Robert Duvall's farm in Virginia, so we had a nice, long drive in the country side. Mr. Duvall--Bobbie--talked to me about seeing an osprey grab a fish once only to have it snatched back mid-flight by a bald eagle. He said that image has never left him.

So, I've had birds on the brain.

This morning, I used my punches and created the owl below. The main paper is a sort of corduroy paper I had with ridges on one side and smooth on the other. I used a large oval punch twice. One oval is the body--with a flat piece trimmed off the bottom. I split the other oval and trimmed the interior edges to be concave for the wings--then I flipped these over onto the flat side of the paper. I have a neat punch to create file tabs in 2 1/4 by 3/4 inches (by McGill). I used it to create the head with the tufts of ears. Yes, I trimmed it, but I think you can still make out the base shape. The eyes are 1/2 inch circles of white with a 1/2 inch brown flower (daisy) stuck on them. Then I added two black brads even though owls' eyes are more like cats'. Finally, I used that daisy punch again and turned a petal into a beak.

How'd I do?

PS Happy Columbus Day! I hope you have the day off to do some crafting.