From the Greeks, to the Maori, to Native Americans, the World is filled with legends of Birdwomen. Sirens, harpies, and sharp-tongued, grasping, snatching women - to encounter a Birdwoman was never a good thing, and always potentially very dangerous.
“The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.”
-Walter Savage Landor
This Birdwoman spreads her wings, while her Sisters perch in the corner above. She took only four hours to do today, from collage start to painted finish, as She is quite small. 16.5 x 25 cm.
Acrylic on silk and paper, with 22k gold leaf.
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