Sunday, October 28, 2007

5 Comments:

Blogger A Kite Rises said...

Being a lover of garden birds and birds of all feathers, I found this drawing deeply poignant, nearly heartbreaking. I wonder what the sad little song of the bereaved bird sounds like? Absolutely beautiful drawing.

October 29, 2007 at 7:52 AM  
Blogger kookaburra said...

Thank you for the commentary. Ever since I posted the drawing last evening, though, I've been considering deleting it because it makes me too sad.

October 29, 2007 at 1:32 PM  
Anonymous Duff said...

Not so sad a drawing. Sort of a rhumination on death apropos of the previous entry. What happens when we die? Do our bodies just drop & decay, or are our souls lifted, singing some yet unkown song? hmmmm chirp? chirp?

October 29, 2007 at 7:54 PM  
Blogger kookaburra said...

You're absolutely right about the drawing's being related to the Maira Kalman entry--I just didn't want to place it in the midst of the piece as if it were part of her visual diary.

BUT I maintain that it's too sad...for me at least.

Here's hoping we do sing as our souls are lifted.

I doubt it, though.

October 29, 2007 at 9:33 PM  
Anonymous duff said...

oh God, another athiest!

October 30, 2007 at 6:40 PM  

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