I'm happy to say Judy Irving's wonderful film, The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill, is being re-released on a special 2-disk Collector's Edition. This new release is chocked full of more than 100 minutes of extra features, and makes for an ideal Holiday gift.
Judy Irving and Mark Bittner are great friends of this site and I was honored that the new DVD includes "The Ballad of the Brooklyn Parrots." It also includes a feature called "Parrots and Power Poles," a sequence featuring EdgewaterParrots.com's Alison Evans-Fragale, who has labored mightily to protect the wild Quaker Parrots in New Jersey. You can learn more about this wonderful new DVD by clicking here.
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Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Five jolly wild Quaker Parrots laugh in a Brooklyn Tree: a photo from the forthcoming BrooklynParrots.com 2009 Wall Calendar
I've gotten quite a few e-mails about the 2009 Brooklyn Parrots Calendar, but fear not: the new calendar will be on sale this November 1st. I need just a few more days to finish the image processing tasks - thanks for your patience - please check this website at that time and you can buy it!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
You probably wouldn't expect that a subway platform in the middle of Brooklyn would be a wild parrot hot spot, but this borough is filled with small miracles, as long as you have your iPod unplugged and your eyes peeled. (Click on any photo for an enlarged view; all photos by Steve Baldwin).
Why do wild parrots seek out this subway stop? The key is the overhanging apple trees. If you look closely at this photo, you can see ripe red apples dislodged by the parrots scattered on the roof of the platform.
Here's a hungry pair of wild Quakers digging into what look like the tastiest wild red apples in the borough.
This little guy looks like he's already eaten through half of this red apple, which probably weighs as much as he does.
Here's his mate, looking curiously at an N-Train passing below.
So where are these parrots from? Well, the subway station in question is just about eight blocks away from a major wild parrot colony, which is centered around the "Dust Bowl" sandlot baseball field in Bay Ridge.
Here are a couple of apple-fed Quakers who seem to be very proud of their well-constructed, well-insulated nest.
The parrots seem to visit this subway station every morning, spending many minutes in the apple tree and squawking noisily all the while. It's funny that more people haven't commented on this oddly miraculous event. Perhaps they're too distracted by the economy to notice.
On the other hand, most people in cities never seem to look up, even when the most extraordinary events present themselves to their eyes, such as these Bay Ridge Quaker Parrots frolicking on a television antenna.
How could a Portable PlayStation ever display anything more wondrous than this?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Each October, a few weeks before Halloween, Green-Wood Cemetery hosts "Angels and Accordions," a haunting musical tour of some of the more storied monuments in "The Sacred City of the Dead," Brooklyn's permanent home to some 500,000 souls. The combination of ethereal music accompanying white-garbed angels perched in trees, floating in ponds, or dancing upon tombs, is magical. When you add the parrots, the experience borders on the metaphysical.
Enjoy, then, this unlikely confluence of angels, accordions, and wild parrots! (click on any photo for an enlarged view; all photos by Steve Baldwin)
Hark -- spoke the angel - what bird flies there?
A spectral starling?
A sepulchral sparrow?
No - a wild Quaker Parrot whose home is high in the heavenly loft!
But where is that parrot going? To whose tomb does he pay tribute?
None can parse the parrots' secret dialect.
Nor know the purpose of their graveside visits.
Some claim they land here for mere earthly food.
Claiming beech nuts dislodged by their sisters in the trees.
But the children know.
And the angel knows.
That when angels, accordions, and parrots converge,
Anything is possible.