Above: 2 key frames on how birds kinda hover... shrug.
Also, the blujay mounted on a very wonder-womany bustier.
Also, the blujay mounted on a very wonder-womany bustier.
Above: The bluejay and potential designs for the lead Glamazon.
Perhaps tha blue hair is over the top...
I am not sure yet how the Glamazon choose their bird spirits...
so maybe it would be bizarre if it was completely reliant on aesthetics.
Above: This full sized Glamazon collage grace my residence door this summer
at the Explore program in La Pocatiere. I chose the blue-jay, cause I had lots of blue paper that I had saved from being dumpstered...coincidentally back at home, I have a bunch of blue felt that I picked up for nuthing at a yard sale... So that's the practical reason that I am making a blue-jay.
I guess I could go further on about the Bluejay being a north american bird, that is relative to canadian identity, partly due to the Toronto Blue Jays. And then never seeing a Blue-jay my entire life, having grown up in Saskatchewan. The Blue-Jay carries this odd exoticism, of a country, my country that is tottally unknown to me. My Grandma had a book on Birds when I was young, that my cousin and I would look at and draw pictures from. My two favorite birds where the Blue Jay and the Cardinals, probably partly due to the baseball teams, despite me never actually liking sports. Now living in Montreal, I occasionally see Cardinals and when I fist saw one I was amazed that they actually exist. Their image was imprinted in my mind only in graphic format, and too see it in 3d real life, was awesome. (Kinda like seeing a great big red maple-leaf my first fall in Montreal) Anyway, I am losing sight of my blog... Blue-jays. I still haven't seen one, except for in photos of taxidermed at the wild-life museum. One day... one day...
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