A Funny Old Bird
Remember how Teddy told me I should put some people in my new drawing? Well, I agreed that it needed something, so I added a pelican. Why a Pelican? It always reminds me of my grandmother, who loved this poem, A funny old bird is the pelican His beak can hold more than his belly can But I don’t see how in the … you know the next line but she would never say hell. I love the pelican; graceful in flight, slightly goofy on land, full of character. He is the unexpected answer to a problem for me, that is, how to I express my faith in my art? How do I declare my faith without preaching? My dad gave me a clue in this story. He made friends wherever he went, such as the people who ran the Quick-Stop where he bought his morning coffee and the paper. They invited him to a baby shower for their daughter. He knew that meant buying a present; most men would delegate that job to the wife but Dad took himself to a baby sto...