Expecting the Unexpected
“Art comes to us as simply
as a common bird perches
on a window sill or a tree branch
or any other place, then flies away.”
Jeffrey J. Watkins
Yea, I know. You are wondering if you are at the right place. I mean – I don’t “do” nature. And I don’t even like birds, with their beady little eyes and scaly feet.
But yes, it’s me, sharing with you my up-close-and-personal encounter with a NYC pigeon. My story of being open to the unexpected.
It was our last day in New York City. And even though visibility was extremely poor, the gray clouds hanging low, we found ourselves on the 86th floor of the Empire State Building – the final opportunity to use our pre-purchased tickets.
It certainly wasn’t ideal – but the weather kept the crowds away and we made it to the observation deck in record time.
And there she was – strutting her stuff on the terrace wall, 1,050 feet above the city.
Pigeons were certainly not on my mental list of desired photographic subjects for this trip. I fumbled and fretted, trying to catch a rapidly moving object- stand still, you silly bird – fighting my rising frustration. My normal subjects cooperate by remaining stationary – shooting a moving object is both a technical and creative challenge for me.
So, say hello to my pigeon friend – a lesson in perseverance – both mine and hers. If she can fly with grace at a thousand feet, then I can learn to open my heart and mind to other possibilities. To stop placing limits. To drop my preconceptions and expectations. To accept what comes and find the beauty there.
Linking with the October Edition of the Photo-Heart Connection, hosted by Kat Sloma
Textures by Kim Klassen