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Item#: 2005SYR10
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With grace, salmon pink
flamingos stand on one leg
snoozing at the zoo
I remember the day of this poem very exactly. It was one of those beautiful Central New York summer days, and it was my birthday. My husband and I went to the Gifford Zoo. And there they were—the flamingoes! There were elegant, a brilliant salmon color, outside in the pond, and it was the first time I had seen them outside.
We went on to see the eagles, red pandas, the baby elephants. But I was so taken by the flamingoes, I kept coming back to them. And several of those flamingoes held my gaze, made eye contact. That very afternoon, the haiku wrote itself. I would love to see them fly. I don't think I've seen flamingoes fly. So I wonder: do the flamingoes at the zoo fly?
I like flamingoes. I like pink, and flamingos are pink. It's just a personal taste. And they have a great shape—a long neck. I don't think I've ever seen a flamingo in real life. But I did some research and found out what they look like when they're sleeping, which I thought was interesting. They put their heads in their feathers. So I tried to get that into some of the illustrations. But basically I just started drawing flamingoes and seeing what happened. Then I chose the ones I liked best and started arranging them.
I like to do diagonals receding back into space. I was actually striving for it to be simpler: graphic shapes, solid colors. But I got absorbed by the textures. I like the way the pink is working, and I like, overall, the way their necks curve—the curving S shapes.