Living in NE Pa, you get a lot of migratory birds that come and go with the seasons. Red Breasted Grosbeaks, Ospreys, Cardinals, Grey Herrings, Red Winged Blackbirds, Nuthatches, etc.… These all have their distinct songs and sounds, when a Pileated Woodpecker is pounding on a dead tree you know it.
The Hummingbird’s distinct sound is in its wings. Beating at fifty beats per second, yes per second. They hoover in flight and zip back and forth, to and fro. They measure only about four inches, have a high metabolism which demands a high calorie diet. Naturally they feed on nectar gathered from brightly colored flowers. Birders and hummingbird fans create a simple syrup made of sugar water and hang it in special feeders. Once they find these feeders they’ll buzz around and sip it going to a near branch if necessary.
But considering all this, their biggest claim to fame is the distance that they travel. They’re winter birds. Not the kind that like the winter. More like those that pack up into their trailers and head south at the first sign of cold. That’s because they winter in Mexico, South America, and the Caribbean. I think it’s in this light that this next project has a healing element to it. The first step was to take negative ideas, thoughts, fears and write them down on the paper that this work is layered on. You can’t see any of that layer, but it’s there, with the Hummingbird. Carried far away. Negative energy to get it to its destination and return. Return to bring a smile to my face when I see them diving each other, and fighting for the nectar that it, no we so truly need to survive. What is your nectar? What brings a smile to your face?