The budgerigar is an indigenous Australian bird. Once, living in Elizabeth Bay, I sat eating lunch in the Fitzroy gardens in Kings Cross. By night this is a rough place, where dubious deals are transacted. By day it was filled with office workers having lunch. Among the birdlife I noticed a budgerigar; but when I paid it too much attention it made a distress noise and took off. Recently, I was at the front gate mailbox of my suburban house; on the nature strip next door was a totally green budgerigar. It foraged alongside other birds, but soon noticed my attention. It seemed to disapprove. The species is reputed to be highly intelligent. What attracted me was the lush green of the feathers; a camouflage ruse, I guess.
I completed the head pattern and the facial expression late last night [2am]; I became confident from the feel of the loom; some feel difficult, others seem to WANT to be completed. The work led me to think about my ecological aspirations. Both the subject matter and the size of this work are part of this GREEN vision. As I see it, the planet is complaining about the state of imbalance that we humans manifest. We are SO non-Taoist right now. If we were better attuned, we would be humbler, less pretentious, satisfied with enough, rather than accumulating mindlessly.
Does this make sense at all? I hope the green bird thought so. Maybe it’s the bird of happiness.