All my life I have been an early riser. A time when the air stirs easily, and the sounds of birds travel best. The Towhee’s song is a new addition to my playlist. We have big trees all around us and a lot of fallen branches and brambles where these little antisocial fellows hang out. Their song stands out in the afternoon when the rest have gone quiet.
I painted this Towhee in watercolor as it feels more fleetingly fragile than oil or artificial acrylic. I don’t think I could bear the loss of the songbirds to climate change. The art of the bird would then be a beautiful stand-in to accompany the grief we feel for what we have lost. Make art our daily reminder to fight climate change and preserve the beauty of our natural world.

watercolor, cold wax