I bought a copy of Betty Edwards, "Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain," which is a phenomenal book for beginning drawers. She is an artist/teacher who believes that drawing is a teachable skill and is more about learning how to see than being skilled or not. I love that idea of learning to see. I'm finding that it fits well with my job right now, specifically monitoring common murre plots. We take photos of our plots and on rainy days use the computers to look at the photos and record bird postures. We are looking for indications that birds are incubating an egg. Murres have a specific way they hold their body while incubating. In order to get their brood patch (that is vascularized patch of skin used for incubating) on the egg, they must hump their back, round out their body, and generally look like a football. So our job is to go through these photos of rocks ledges where 50+ murres are crammed and record a posture for each one. I had the epiphany the other day that I have been training for this work since I was young by doing "Where's Waldo!" It's amazing how direct the correlation is between the skill sets needed for those picture puzzles and this...
Plot M4-F
My main point is that while the work here can be monotonous I have been loving being able to draw, read, and write poetry and songs on cliff tops. I might be realizing that I'm not heading towards becoming a full-fledged scientist, but I sure do like the work environment!
I thought I'd share a poem I wrote the other day while monitoring my plots...
8 AUG 11
Impressions of a Murre Mother
Under a rock overhang you lay, black beady eyes half closed,
bill tipped heavenward and wings folded tightly at your sides.
I can imagine the egg underneath you, the life you are sheltering,
growing, incubating with your bare skin.
Are you dreaming of the life abreast your feathers?
Do you imagine the time when a cracked egg brings forth a downy chick--your downy chick?
Are your instincts like those of a human mother or do you represent a more
distilled, primal sense of motherhood?
I look to you and see an image of responsibility, a clear sense of purpose.
You are feathered incubator,
mother of one,
guardian of the next generation.
Love to you all and more to follow later!
Margaret Alice
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