Fall is so bittersweet. At this time of year,I find life and all the world to be overwhelmingly beautiful–to the point that it’s almost heartbreaking. It hurts to feel so much love, gratitude, and joy about being alive because I can’t contain all that emotion in my body. Then I get sad because I realize that in my entire lifetime, I’ll never be able to fully express how much I love people. And I’ll never have time to make artwork about all the things that move me (like kids in sweatshirts frolicking with their mommies in pumpkin patches).
You know what else I find bittersweet? Crows. They’re somewhat creepy, with their glassy eyes and their huge clawed feet, but they’re also hilarious when they squawk at each other like opinionated sailors. Have you ever seen one with its beak open, panting on a hot day? Like I said, hilarious.
Anyway, this is my tribute to the crows. Their blackness adds a nice touch to the brightly-colored trees outside my window.