Drawing The Motmot

December 25, 2007

Holiday Warm Wishes from the Motmot

Drawing the Ceiba Tree
A favorite moment and place, 2007: Ceiba tree, Barro Colorado Island, Panama

Wishing everyone a joyous holiday, with good health, happiness and art in 2008!

November 8, 2007

Plein Air Pen and Ink, In the Panama Forest

Filed under: Art, Drawing, Nature, Panama, Wildlife, field sketching, plein air, rainforest, travel, tropics — zeladoniac @ 3:48 pm

A quick bit of video here for those who like to watch these things: a pen and ink drawing in progress in the rainforest of Barro Colorado Island, Panama. I sat at the water’s edge for an afternoon, drawing a grand tree with my trusty rapidograph. You will hear the sound of a motor launch pulling out from the dock nearby and faintly, at the end of the clip, a Chestnut-backed antbird calling up the hill in the deep forest.

During the hours I worked on this drawing, a large active troupe of Spider monkeys clambered into the trees overhead and dropped branches and fruit as they fed and played with their babies, and at one point I turned around to see an adult monkey perched right above me, watching over my shoulder with polite interest as the drawing took shape on the paper.

October 3, 2007

Tiger Heron Stalks, Misses Fish, Throws Tantrum

Filed under: Drawing, Nature, Panama, Wildlife, birds, rainforest, tropics — zeladoniac @ 1:46 pm

Rufescent Tiger Heron

Maybe I’m just anthropomorphic, but on my last day in Panama I watched a Rufescent Tiger heron pitch a hissy fit. What else could I call it? The tiger heron drew a bead on something edible, presumably a fish or a frog or some small creature in a little rainforest stream, and held perfectly still. Pure heaven for a bird-drawing person on the bank nearby.

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How long it posed there, not moving, aiming straight for the water, I couldn’t precisely say , because when I’m drawing I get lost in time, but it may have been all of two minutes. Finally the heron struck and missed. I could practically hear it cussing. It was raising and lowering its crest, stomping around, spearing sticks, leaves, seed pod, anything it could hit with that bayonet bill. It looked REALLY pissed off. I hoped it wouldn’t come too much closer, frankly.

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So I put down the sketchbook and picked up the camera. What I caught was the last couple of minutes of the hissy fit. In the end, it settled down and went back to stalking prey, a calm, composed, and centered Tiger heron once again.

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