I may have many more birds to follow and pictures to take before I find what I'm looking for.Several years ago I made a wall-hanging dress called "A Dainty Dish" with 24 sprig-molded black crows on the skirt. It was based on the mysterious feeling I get when I think of blackbirds flying out of a pie for the amusement of some nobles in "Sing a Song of Sixpence". I remember so well calling crows with my brother until they seemed to respond to us, "Caw." I hear Edgar Allen Poe, too. In the grocery store parking lot, this bird stared straight into the camera, and I think the stare implied: "Go home. This isn't about you."
