I’ve been working on this for more than two years. It’s not that it’s been hard to make, it’s just been hard to find the time. The last six months with a newborn has meant that any chunk of my uninterrupted time longer than 30 minutes has been devoted to sleeping.
This bird, a turkey, specifically, is for a little boy, my nephew, to commemorate his birthday, and I’m sure in 50 years it will be as obsolete and crazy as doilies on arm rests and doo wop are today.
And maybe he may never care about it, but I don’t mind. I love him, I love the crazy jazzy Picasso bird drawing my husband made, and I loved listening to podcast after podcast of Sound Opinions while I did the work.