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s Early in the Occupation when the Conqueros came, my mother painted her birds by
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color from the night air. Glass tubes ran from the single window in her studio to the rett
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filter jars in the middle of the floor, leaking droplets of yellow, red, and green. She a
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She painted on vellum, as it was more conducive to a lifelike appearance. Jays with
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When the paint was dry, they would pull themselves from the paper like damp
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hatchlings, then fly off into the dark. The creation of life was her act of rebellion
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I would stand transfixed and silent while she worked and she would pretend she 07
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didn't see me. When she was done she'd put away her brushes and smile.
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s Tortola had been a flighty, silly girl, no more dangerous than a flower.