Blackbird
£25.00
A lot of lies about blackbirds, from the ‘Lies About Birds’ series. (Scroll down to read the text.) Illustrated with a poor photograph of a paper bird I have made out of old RSPB magazines.
A4 print, mounted (and put in a cellophane bag to prevent escapes).
(Please note that, regretfully, I don’t send work outside of the UK.)
1 in stock
“Blackbirds pose. All the time. Really – all the time. Even when you can’t see them, they are making the most beautiful shape they can manage with two legs and some wings. And when you can see them, when they land elegantly on a neatly manicured lawn or in the middle of the perfect country lane, they will flick themselves into that extraordinary blackbird ‘u’ shape then stylishly run off to the side of their imaginary stage. It has always rather irritated them that the swans got the ballet.
Then, when all around is urgent and frantic, when other birds are panting out their songs in springtime frenzy, the blackbird sings over them all with a lazy, laid-back jazz that makes grown men weep. There is nothing common or garden about the blackbird. The blackbird is pure, opulent, theatre.”
