Spring. The time of birth. Rebirth. Renewal.
You know what that means, don’t you? I mean, besides OD-ing on leftover Easter Peeps and getting your hands dirty in the garden. It means…ta-da… it’s time for Bird Being Born!
Alert! Alert! Crappy photo alert!!! Sorry about that, the good photo is on the computer at work. This is a bit blurry but you can get the idea.
This gem was created by Helen Powell, one of the artists from the Neighborhood Center of the Arts. I’ve been teaching there since forever, although I use the term ‘teaching’ loosely. I provide materials, music and help the artists find what it is they do best.
With artists like Helen, who are totally self-directed, we just step out of the way and let their muse guide them. Helen is a true outsider artist. If you’re not familiar with outsider art or art brut you can read about it here.
I love my job.
Fabulosity! 🙂
😉 Bonnie!