Icarus fell from the sky (and landed on my lawn)

I had a really nice fourth of july. My mom spotted a dead robin in our front yard which generally hijacks the direction of my day, I was about to head over to a friends house to help paint but I can't pass up an opportunity to draw and photograph a bird. The robin was on its back, tail up, wings close to its body but a little open, she looked like she fell out of the sky and landed there in our yard... Her neck was back, too, so her throat was visible, eyes half closed like she was in pain from falling. I was in a show (art show) in Savannah called Icarus. This is the third dead bird I've photographed and it's becoming a bit of an accidental theme. More so than the others the robin felt like Icarus to me, her posture and expression seemed to capture the drama of the myth... In Savannah me and Lillian found a little sparrow in the garden median in front of our apartment, that was the first dead bird I drew. Weird, I was originally going to talk about my fourth, which started (at least the interesting part) with the bird... But after the bird I did help Sarah paint her parents kitchen. What was nice was going out to eat at the Sly Fox Pub. The weather was wonderful, good conversation, good company. We ended up watching the fireworks from the Rowe blvd bridge, very nice.

There was a beautiful young couple just in with a little girl and a new baby (newish) and the baby had hiccups. I think that is one of the cutest things I've ever seen.