The Bowerbird

Just picked up the book, “Survival of the Beautiful – Art, Science, and Evolution” by David Rothenberg. The first chapter is about the Bowerbird.


” Who built this?” I wondered. ” A male satin bowerbird.” Syd smiled. ” This creation is called his bower. It’s not a nest, but an artwork he builds with the hopes he can attract a female to visit it, observe his performance in and around the bower, and if he’s lucky..mating might just occur!” I still don’t get it. “What about the spoons?”  ” Ah.. I almost forgot ” say Syd. ” It’s not enough for our boy to build a bower. He has to decorate it with something blue. Blue flowers, blue shells, the blue feathers of rollers of parakeets. Sometimes they paint the things with blue pigment that they grind up from fruit pulp with their beaks.  Nowadays they raid  picnic tables up to ten miles away if they see readymade blue decorations. What I thought was litter turned out to be my first discovery of the origins of art, the material of a creative process millions of years older than the ancient cave paintings of Lascaux. The satin bowerbird has known that blue is the color, the most beautiful, best and right color, for eons longer than human beings have been around on this planet to invent utensils designed to be used only once.” – David Rothenberg



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