- After "Creation of the Birds" ("La creación de las aves"), Remedios Varo, 1957 Every Tuesday, you can watch this intricate process on streaming media. There are no interruptions for art supply ads, sable-hair brushes, solvents or cleaners. The sheet of paper is there as a frame. First, the underlayer of dark tints, followed by highlights. Copper beak, indigo tail, outspread wings ribbed silvery white, amethyst, onyx. You suspect the bird-god works all week long, though it's said she takes two holidays a year and a few hours off before dusk on Wednesdays, weather permitting. She walks along a winding trail and lifts her face toward the Milky Way. Once upon a time, the bird- god's feet never touched the soil on this or any other planet. Once, before she grew mute, the bird-god sang in a grove that glowed orange with her fire. You want to know the story and whether she, too, had fallen out of grace. She wears a cowl, a vestment of feathers. You could sit and watch her work with colors all day long. 
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