This oil painting depicts a pacific golden plover foraging in the tide. He has lost the black feathers which normally adorn his face and breast, so it is likely winter. His golden reflection is captured in the foreground of the canvas. I purchased this painting at a benefit auction in Marietta. This sweet bird reminded me of some plovers I saw while walking on the beach in California. They have impressive endurance as they are able to fly almost 5,000 km in a period of 3-4 days when they migrate between Alaska and Hawaii. Karen Whipple has captured him in the midst of finding something to eat. Wading in the tide, one of his delicate legs is reaching forward and his long thin beak is partially open as he is about to retrieve a bite, perhaps a cladoceran or tiny isopod. I wonder if this little fella is taking a short snack break en route to his winter home in Hawaii?