Studio Window

Dear friend,

I wrote this poem after we have settled into Kennett Square. I heard a distant honking getting louder and louder. I looked out my window and saw…

a pair of geese flew by

my studio window

i’m glad elephants don’t fly

— daniel chow

Studio Window

oil on panel

14 * 11 inches

Just for fun, here is Squarespace’s AI-generated version of my pair of geese:

As I sat in my art studio, completely engrossed in my latest creation, my attention was abruptly captured by a pair of geese gracefully soaring past my window. Their wings flapped in perfect synchrony, creating a mesmerizing sight against the backdrop of the vibrant blue sky. Splashes of sunlight danced across their sleek, feathered bodies, highlighting the intricate patterns that adorned their wings. With each joyful honk that escaped their beaks, it seemed as though they were cheerfully admiring the artwork inside my studio, their presence serving as a gentle reminder of the beauty that exists beyond these four walls. In that moment, I couldn't help but feel blessed to witness the effortless elegance of these geese, a reminder of nature's magnificent artistry.

PS: Do you have childhood memories of clowns following the elephants with shovels and followed by other clowns with wheelbarrows in a traveling circus? It is good that elephants don’t fly.