I recently painted this pair of Bachman’s Warblers, and learned a lot in the process, but the last definite record was in 1962 (before my first birthday), so I could only learn as much as had been preserved and recorded by a few lucky observers more than 50 years ago. The painting was a melancholy project in some ways, but also a reminder of the value of enjoying, questioning, and documenting everything we can about all of the wonderful birds that are with us today. And – it should go without saying – remaining vigilant and supporting conservation efforts so that no more species follow the Bachman’s Warbler.

I recently painted this pair of Bachman's Warblers, and learned a lot in the process, but the last definite record was in 1962 (before my first birthday), so I could only learn as much as had been preserved and recorded by a few lucky observers more than 50 years ago. The painting was a melancholy project in some ways, but also a reminder of the value of enjoying, questioning, and documenting everything we can about all of the wonderful birds that are with us today. And - it should go without saying - remaining vigilant and supporting conservation efforts so that no more species follow the Bachman's Warbler.
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