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Diane Arbus, A Woman in a Bird Mask, 1967

Sorry, off topic again, Fernand Khnopff, The Caress, 1896

Gustave Moreau, Oedipus and the Sphinx, 1864

Hey! I never expected this one to catch on. I feel....I don't know. It's something unfamiliar. And I'm not so sure that I like it. Yet...could it...or at least might it be...Shit. I'd hate to get all full of myself on accident. But is it possible that what I feel might maybe be this "self-esteem" thing I've heard so much about?


PS -- Brainpanhandler, Tippi is of course a fundamental art-w-girls-n-birds icon, and definitely belongs here. But in the interest of guarding my fragile and newly acquired potential self-esteem, I just want to note that it was in fact a photo from that same shoot that prompted me to start this thread. It's over on the "Great Tits" jamboree and pancake breakfast. It's a picayune point to raise, I know. But I hope you'll forgive me. Because I really can't help it. That's just my personality.

It's very tempting to slip the reins and go fully OT, I have to admit. But I'm going to try to stick to small departures, on the grounds that sexy animals are easier, and should have a slightly higher bar to meet therefore.

Louis Monza, A Scavenger Bird Behind a Nude, 1946

Slightly OT, Aubrey Beardsley, The Peacock Skirt, 1893

brainpanhandler wrote:

Stunning summation of RI.

PS -- Brainpanhandler, Tippi is of course a fundamental art-w-girls-n-birds icon, and definitely belongs here. But in the interest of guarding my fragile and newly acquired potential self-esteem, I just want to note that it was in fact a photo from that same shoot that prompted me to start this thread. It's over on the "Great Tits" jamboree and pancake breakfast. It's a picayune point to raise, I know. But I hope you'll forgive me. Because I really can't help it. That's just my personality.

The really freaky thing is that I had no idea.

And the really, really freaky thing is that I had the most astonishing synchronicity this morning after I posted The Birds pics. I hit submit and went outside to have a smoke. I live in a small midwestern city, but populous enough to need more than a few large landfills. We also have several fairly sizable lakes. And so we have a population of seagulls, but not in my neighborhood, ever, until this morning. So I'm standing there, enjoying a smoke and the quiet of 4am before the city starts to wake up when all of the sudden a small flock (6 or 7) of astonishingly raucous seagulls descends on the back yard, screeching and bickering at ear splitting decibels. I couldn't quite see what they were squabbling over.

Now all this noise apparently wakes some nearby crows and they start squawking and bitching. Now it's an all out swooping, flapping, screech fest. The crows are angrily cawing at the seagulls and the seagulls are careening around in the air and swooping down on the trees where the crows are. It's a freakin' bird war. And about as fast as the whole thing started, it ended. The seagulls flew offf and the crows settled back down.

Needless to say I was a bit freaked out. I experience little sychronicities all the time. They seem to come in clusters. This one stands out rather starkly and no meaning really suggests itself, yet.

ps: Shortly after posting this I was flipping around cable and ran across a trailer for The Birds playing on TCM. The Birds is showing at 3:45 pm. TCM schedule for July 4th It's been a few years since I have seen the film.

Sweet Bird

Out on some borderline
Some mark off inbetween
I lay down golden-in time
And woke up vanishing

Sweet bird you are
Briefer than a falling star
All these vain promises on beauty jars
Somewhere with your wings on time
You must be laughing
Behind our eyes
Calendars of our lives
Circled with compromise
Sweet bird of time and change
You must be laughing
Up on your feathers laughing

Golden in time
Cities under the sand
Power, ideals and beauty
Fading in everyone's hand

Give me some time
I feel like I'm losing mine
Out here on this horizon line
With the earth spinning
And the sky forever rushing
No one knows
They can never get that close
Guesses at most
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching




Sweet Bird

Allison Goldfrapp - Little Bird

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBH4AqwBhUo