I was entranced by the white and black flash against the New Mexican sky.

And even more enamored when the sun revealed the magpies’ green and blue iridescent feathers.

I started this series when the quarantine started in March 2020. With every painting, I learn how the magpie frees and inspires me during tough times.

My compulsion to paint magpies is complicated. Part of it was in response to ever-prevalent depictions of ravens that are found in many New Mexican galleries and stores. Why not these strikingly beautiful magpies? They are as large, smart and playful as ravens and crows.

But I think the biggest part of my attraction is the the magpie’s ability to catch one’s eye with its spectacular colors. Magpies are both blatantly obvious and darkly mysterious. Uncommon in many parts of town, I have to seek them out.