Tuesday, 26 February 2013

Patience & Wisdom

Most of the interactions happen upon my departure. With the presumptuous danger of human removed, the entire murder descends upon the feast. For once actually looking like the bickering, pushy and mean birds some assume them to be, they quickly establish their usual hierarchy. 

Once every crumb is gone, I turn back and throw just a few more on the ground. The last remaining slowpoke is richly rewarded.

~ Written in December 2009 for an exhibition in Victoria. True to this day. ~

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