Another oil painting finally completed. Not quite sure of the title yet, but it has something to do with migration and the stars. In the 17th century, Charles Morton, believed birds went to the moon and back and Aristotle believed redstarts morphed into robins. Where do our birds go? We know now, with technology allowing a scientist to place teensy GPS devices on the teensy backs of birds. It may take the mystery away but does not take the awe away. How do birds, weighing so little fly so far. I like to think these purple martins take a flight into our Milky Way and back.