One of the first things I noticed when moving back to Wisconsin from Idaho was all the different birds that you hear, even in winter. The bird that stuck out the most for me was the blue jay. Blue jays are really quite noisy, but can make quite a variety of different sounds that are pretty cool to listen to. Blue jays tend to get a bad rap because of their bold and aggressive behavior, but they are really a beautiful bird. Once in awhile we find blue jay feathers in our yard or out on a walk and I'm always amazed at the beauty of it with the different shades of iridescent blues, with black stripes and tips of white. I think one of the main reasons too that I like blue jays is that they remind me of my grandma. I didn't know this until I moved back and heard them. It immediately reminded me of my grandma and especially fishing with her. It's amazing how as a kid I didn't even notice this, but somehow it was got stored subconsciously in my memory. I love how our senses are so in tune with our surroundings and can trigger long lost memories.
So I guess you could say I painted this one for my grandma!