The story of ‘The Bird’ . . .
I found myself walking down a street in downtown Santa Barbara, on a mission: I saw this home with a beautiful garden in the front yard – full of colorful plants and a variety of potted ones adorning its steps and walkway – that is where I was headed – totally thinking of my mother on this one. Oh, that’s another thing she has always done so incredibly well – landscaping and gardening!
[back to the story – I seem to get side tracked so easily, don’t I?] ~ on both sides of this particular home were two yards that were overgrown and not very appealing. As I walked by the first home, oblivious to most everything save the garden, I heard “hello”, “HELLO”, then I heard it again. Turning to talk to the person and engage in conversation, I found this parrot perched atop the chain link fence I had just passed. There was no person . . . so I started talking to ‘the bird’ and talking pictures of him.
Turns out the only thing he would say is “hello”. It must have looked pretty silly to see me making conversation with a bird! and trying to get him to pose long enough so I could create his portrait – didn’t he know it was a portrait session? Maybe I wasn’t very clear.
So the story goes . . . .
portrait of 'the bird'
Here are just a few more of the images from this portrait session. And there was a second one in the background that I never saw either, until I caught something moving out of the corner of my eye – he was a little more difficult to photograph due to the height of the surrounding bushes – and me being so short!
