“Trashy” Art & Poor Chirp Chirp: The Joy of the Unexpected
January 3, 2020
This is Chirp Chirp’s bad side. She is the second piece in my “Trashy” art series. Our daughter named her. I was going to name her Birdy, but our daughter thought Chirp Chirp was better. It seems an appropriate name. “Trashy – Whale in Blue” is turning out much better. I love the different blue hues of the plastic I find, and that piece is coming together quickly.
Chirpy is not going as well. I really think Chirp Chirp is more beautiful in person. If you see her, you can appreciate the interesting pieces of plastic that make up her body. It’s not quite harmonious yet. I’m trying not to alter the plastic pieces, but letting them really speak to me about where they should go. She is like that junk drawer in your kitchen with all the important bits and pieces you don’t want to throw away but you need. I think in the end she will turn out fine, as long as I layer pieces of plastic like feathers. It’s harder to find “cleaner” looking white pieces of plastic because I don’t want Chirp Chirp to look like a dirty bird. But if you look at her carefully she has such interesting pieces as part of her plastic form.
Chirp Chrip and Trahy Whale in Blue have reminded me the joy on the unexpected and unconventional. When you look at Chirp Chirp, you kind of have to pause and really look. She is not a subtle bird, she demands attention. She is like the Goth teenager that comes in my office. Yesterday the teenager was in pinks and yellows, and today suddenly dark lipstick, pierced nose and black hoody pulled forward covering that youthful face. Both Chirp Chirp and Trashy the Whale in Blue make me happy. It makes me happy to find the pieces to build them. It makes me happy to wash the pieces and make them clean. It makes me happy to sit at the kitchen table chatting with the children and my mother-in-law, while I hot-glue gun the pieces to their animal forms. Just like all my teenage patients make me happy, whether they be in pink track suits or their Goth Gear.
And for that, no matter how Chirp Chirp and Trashy turn out – I will love them. Trashy gets good reviews when I show her pictures to my patients. But I think Chirp Chirp may deserve to come into the office today. I may put her on display in my exam room. Maybe with a sign like “this is what you’ll look like, if you don’t get your Flu shot.”
Chirp Chirp, the Joy of the Unexpected, advocate for reducing plastic pollution and getting your Flu shot at the same time. I might have to reply with her picture when the anti-vaxers come after me. They’ve been on my Facebook page. She can Chirp Chirp and Peck Peck at them. Those anti-vaxers deserve to be pecked at. Drplasticpicker is non-violent, and I would never send a real bird to peck at anyone. But Chirp Chirp can’t move unless you move her yourself.
More adventures of Chirp Chirp, when she earned her golden wings https://drplasticpicker.com/the-adventures-of-chirp-chirp-hard-at-work-in-clinic-and-earned-golden-wings/