The materials making these mobiles are exquisitely simple – wire, fishing line, paper mache, paint.
One touch from me and the hummingbirds are flying, fearless in space, reminding me of hummingbirds in Costa Rica in the Monteverde Rain Forest, reminding me of a hummingbird in South Fork, Colorado, reminding me of hummingbird’s gravitating to a feeder on Alan’s front porch in Palo Duro Canyon.
The hummingbird’s dance in the air, bouncing, set in motion by a little tap by my right hand forefinger.
It doesn’t take much to get enchanted with this world.
Setting things in motion is one thing us humans do, instinctively.