An atmospheric river storm hit Southern California, this weekend, and it felt like a much-welcomed event, especially looking back, a bit, to this past year’s wildfire season, which claimed much of Pacific Palisades and Altadena homes in those areas. On a lighter note, however, a rain storm is an opportunity to catch photos that are rarer, in other circumstances.
Pershing Square, lately, has been seeing impressive numbers of pigeons show up to hang out on the stairway to the main plaza level of the park.
I had a great idea come to me, from my Amazon Vine product reviewing gig, in the form of a clip-on telephoto / macro 2x mobile device lens, by Veedzoens, for this rainy day, seeing as how the birds had been showing up in such large numbers at Pershing Square, almost like they had taken over the place. What better photogenic opportunity could there be, for capturing some of the flock on camera using my telephoto lens?
The sparrows were the gatekeepers, as I approached the pigeons’ daytime roosting and hang out spot at the nearby stairs.
Now, the lens was made specifically for the iPhone, which has a different sized lens, and different on-device lenses, from my iPad Pro, but I was able to adapt it fairly well, to my device. As you can see, there’s some of the inside of the lens that got captured; this happens when the camera is zoomed out. Aside from that, the optical zoom feature of the lens offers a sharper image, and better close-ups than my standard iPad Pro cameras, which max out at 12 megapixels, for the rear camera.
My new 2x telephoto lens. There’s an attachment that goes with it that the lens screws on to, which is a clip for mounting the camera on the rear camera of a mobile device.
I ended up going out, twice, yesterday, in the rain, for the sake of feeding the pigeons, as it was a lot of fun to have a rainy day, with so many photogenic birds present, and I got to make use of my new telephoto lens for most of the photos captured here, from this day.
I was finally able to get some good close-ups of Muffin, one of the new brown-ish colored pigeons of this flock of birds.
The birds are truly a landmark feature of this part of town. At various several times, during the day, such as after a meal, the pigeons will all fly up in to the air, and follow the leader, as they circle around the high rises, sometimes whisking around to the next street over (Broadway), and some of them fly back over some of the buildings, and they end up roosting back at their lofty places, such as on an apartment building’s ledge, or at the traffic signal. This daily ritual, featuring around 150 birds, or so, at a time, is a signal, at times, to other flock members situated on Broadway, who branch off, from there, to check out different feeding and roosting spots on the next street down, while others may recognize me, and they return to the staircase at Pershing Square, awaiting their meal.
The birds are truly in their top form, when they’re out in the rain, and it’s a rich sensory experience to observe the pigeons as they work out eating their meal, as a flock, as well as during their post-meal socialization moment, and their flying in formation is a beautiful sight to behold.
The pigeons perch on the traffic lights, as it’s one of their favorite spots to wait around for meal time.
Muffin, in the Rain (fan art, inspired by Clifford and Rosemary Ellis’ Antiquaries Prefer Shell, 1934)
Lady Gaga and Muffin, from the Beats1 Zane Lowe interview.
This Halloween saw a number of pigeon hijinks on my Facebook, but what about from other folks? Here are some of the art pieces and notable mentions that went down, this past Halloween.
Today’s pigeon feedings in downtown Los Angeles started out fairly typically; I stopped and fed three flocks on 5th near Los Angeles Street, at Pershing Square, and underneath the Figueroa overpass at 4th. I had scratch seed and grain mix for them, and I prepared some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, once I reached and fed the last flock, on the other side of town, from where I stay. Then I went to Whole Foods to purchase some more peanut butter and jelly sandwich fixings, since I had run out, after preparing the sandwiches.
I headed back over to the flock at Pershing Square, because I only had so much feed for them, the first time around, and there were well over hundred hungry birds there. I approached them, high flying in unison form, circling around the block’s intersection to maintain flock conformity. I proceeded to feed them their sandwiches, by tearing off little bite-sized chunks and tossing them in to various spots around the huge crowd of birds, to make sure that everyone had a chance at getting a bite of the sandwiches to eat. Once they had finished the sandwiches, they performed a few more flyovers, in unison, as before, landing back on the staircase, once they had made their rounds. I went through my bag so that I could offer some of them a final bite of dessert, since I had found a cheese danish, once the way back over to visit the flock.
Good news! Today, some of the braver pigeons, and even a sprightly sparrow, came right up to me to nibble away at the cheese danish. A few pigeons even made it a point to jump up on my hands and legs, as I sat there, and they ate directly out of my hand. I wasn’t able to feed them and capture footage of the scene, today, but this is a very promising development for the sociability and tourism value of the pigeon flock at Pershing Square. This flock had been a particular challenge to tame, because of the large size of the flock, owing to flock conformity influence upon the individual birds’ behavioral boundaries. Since it was not a common behavior, jumping up on the feeder was not seen as acceptable, previously. Other than that, there was a new graham cracker-colored pigeon at Pershing Square today. I named him Muffin.
Muffin, the pigeon, in light brown.
Another photo of Muffin the pigeon.
Other news is that there is a young squeaker at the 5th and Los Angeles Street flock who is in need of some prayerful support and positive thoughts. He’s been injured, on his head, such that he’s bald on his head, and he’s got scabs that were near bleeding, on the back of his head and neck.
Some other bird must have been bothered by the baby’s presence and picked on him. In addition, there’s another poor pigeon over in Pershing Square who has very severely swollen club feet, from having had string tied around his feet, cruelly. Some of his toes, on both legs, are turning black, with necrosis. I’m not able to help him, and I don’t know of anyone else who is in a position to help him, but at least, with necrosis becoming apparent, the nerves and cells die, in the affected area, and it might possibly hurt less than might be expected, for such swollen feet, but at least it’s a sign that he’ll be free from the pain, at some point, and although he will be a cripple for the rest of his life, he’ll have less stress on him, for losing his club feet, and he’ll always have daily meals to look forward to.
Along the lines of the new book that I put out, on Apple Books, is the idea of that I’d like to place Augmented Reality (AR) costumes on the pigeons. I made this little HTML app that serves as a rough scratch version of the idea, using Gemini. The camera discovers birds within the view range and then places a bounding box and a wizard hat on the bird. Other than actually looking at birds, the viewer would just look like a camera view, although photos of birds work, as well.
The first scratch version of the Pigeon Costume Party Cam
Pigeon Costume Party Cam
Pigeon Costume Party Cam
Point your camera at some pigeons (or any bird) to begin!
Loading Machine Learning Model...
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The Pigeon Costume Party Cam in action, on my site.
Pigeon Photobooth
New Feature: Pigeon Photobooth
Upload a photo of a pigeon, then drag the wizard hat onto its head!
I was brought up on a lot of children’s stories, being that my mother taught second grade, and she was primarily in charge of my early years in education. I imagine cute storybook-like lifestyles and lives of the pigeons, and one of them is The Pigeon Costume Parade, where a townsperson knits costumes for the town’s pigeons, and they have an annual costume parade. Here’s a mockup cover for the story.
A preliminary look at the concept cover of my children’s book idea.
Here’s one take on the book’s beginning:
Here’s another set of concept images: not as linear as ChatGPT (above), but I like the illustrative styles pictured in ImageFX’s Imagen 3 generative image renders, here.
Now, the challenge would be coming up with a coherent illustrative style, in order for the story to make sense, visually, but the ideas are well done, with Imagen 3, by Google Labs. I think that the illustration styles have specific names for the styles, and I could, potentially, narrow down the artistry by refining the prompts, in a linear chat.
Update: Over the weekend, I was able to complete the book. I went with ChatGPT, since that was the most familiar platform that I was using to generate images in a consistent illustrative form. In subsequent editions, I’ll perhaps go for more detailed renders, from different engines, if possible. For now, you can check out the first edition of The Pigeon Costume Parade on Apple Books.
The Pigeon Costume Parade is now available on Apple Books.
My next idea, for this book, is to look in to manufacturing plush doll toys of the costumed pigeons, for collectors and for children. Here are some early concept renders of that idea.
This cute pigeon pair shows up together, for a meal, after one of them scouts out the ledge, to make sure there’s food out. That’s when I spot them and put seeds out for them.
Today, as I was walking in downtown LA, I had stopped on the sidewalk to do something (I forget what it was), and as I was finishing up, I looked down in front of me, and I saw a baby bird that had fallen out of its nest. I wasn’t sure if it was alive, or not, so I nudged it, and it spread its wings, to regain its balance. I was excited to find it was alive, and I picked the baby bird up, and continued along my way.
At first, I thought that the baby was a falcon, since it had a sharp beak and sharp claws that dug in to my fingers, as I held it, and I felt a bit of trepidation about what I was doing - saving a future predator of pigeons, but, I figured, it’s a baby, and I’ll take care of it anyways, since I like caring for birds.
Swifty, as I first found him.
Once I got home, I was eager to find out what falcon babies looked like, if they looked like this bird, or not, and then I asked ChatGPT about the bird, with a photo upload included in the query.
Asking ChatGPT about the baby bird I found.
At first, funnily enough, ChatGPT thought that the bird was a baby pigeon, but I pressed on, in asking it again, with a different photo, since the bird is obviously not a pigeon. This time, the photo was clearer on the features of the head of the bird, and ChatGPT identified it as a swift, not a predator, but an insectivore, meaning that it only eats insects.
I spent some time learning about swifts, and how to feed them, which was my primary interest with the bird, since, at this stage, the baby is still fluffy with fuzz and pin feathers, and it cannot feed itself. Swifts are very interesting birds, in that they are capable of flying for up to 10 months at a time, nonstop. They are purported to be resolutely destined for the wild, where they spend most of their time in flight, catching insects, for food. Google’s AI-assisted search says that Chimney Swifts breed in North America and migrate to the Amazon basin. What an exciting life!
Swifty, up close, on his first day here.
Now that Swifty had gotten some water in him, he’s brighter-eyed, and more active. He’s an adventurous one, at times, and he climbed out of a shallow bowl and blanket that I had placed him in, earlier, to explore his surroundings a bit. Perhaps it was his adventurous spirit that got him grounded, whereupon I found him on the sidewalk, although there was a loop of string around his foot, possibly from the nest. The string wasn’t tight around him, though, and I removed it, once I found out it was a string - it looked like dusty debris, at first. It’ll be an interesting few weeks, or so, with Swifty, hopefully (I purchased food for him that’s coming tomorrow morning). He isn’t making gestures, yet, of being hungry, although he would obviously be hungry. Perhaps, after a good night’s rest, he’ll wake up with a hearty appetite. He did make some screeching noises, earlier, so I could tell that his condition is improving, over time, even though he hadn’t eaten since at least this afternoon, when I found him.
Swifty fan art.
Update: The next day.
Swifty spent the night in a comfortable box, and we spent some time together in the morning and during the day, but he never accepted food or water from me, nor did he make any indications that he was hungry, which he obviously would be, after a day. I went online to seek advice, and I ended up texting the Pasadena Humane Society (they have a wildlife hotline, and they prefer texts, for photo references). The helpline agent got back to me, after several minutes, and asked to see a video of the bird, so that they could assess the bird’s fledging (feathered, and ready to start flying) status, so I sent a video over. The agent advised me that the bird would still possibly be looked after by its parents, even though it fell from the nest, so I should return the bird to the place where I found it. I hadn’t really considered that concept, because I thought that it was a hopeless thing, that the bird was helpless and flightless, on the ground, out of its nest, and the rebellious side of me was somewhat averse to returning the bird, but then, I considered the alternatives, and since the bird wasn’t displaying any signs of hunger yet, I felt that it would be unlikely that it would end up accepting food or water from me, at all, and that it would starve.
Saying goodbye to Swifty, for today. I’ll come and check on the box tomorrow.
Little wings!
I took Swifty’s box, and prepared it for hanging up at the location I found him at, and I put a note on the box not to touch it, because the parents might return for the baby bird. It’s somewhat like a chimney, I figure, so maybe it’s familiar to the birds. I hung up the box on a pole, with some tape, and I said goodbye, for now. Hopefully the box will still be there tomorrow, and perhaps for longer, until Swifty learns to fly, after reuniting with his parents. I’ll come back and check on him on subsequent days.
Update: 10:30 p.m.: I got the notion in me, at this time, that Swifty would be cold, spending the night outside, and plus, it’s almost July 4th, and there’s people setting off fireworks all around. He could get scared. So I went back to the box’s location, but the box was no longer there, by now. I wonder what happened to him. I think it would have been cool Swifty’s parents really did come back for him and raise him up until he could fly, from his place in the box.
Piotr has some good things going for him, for not being too scared of me. He takes food out of a container, as well as water, for example.
Piotr is the latest addition to the iPigeon.institute family. I rescued him, last night, when I spotted him pecking around at some food and looking listless. He gave off some hints that he wasn’t following flock behavioral signals, so I took it as a sign that he wasn’t adapting well to outdoor life, and that he could be putting himself at risk, for leaving himself vulnerable. Despite this, he also immediately gave off signs of being tame. He took food out of my hand, when I offered it to him, for example. He also let me pick him up, without any trouble. I figured that it would be better that I took him home than someone else, particularly because of his friendly traits, but also because I have a lot of spare time to give him attention.
I took him home and sat him down on my bed, and I went out to do some remote work at the library, which is where I was initially headed when I initially happened upon Piotr. When I came home, he was in the same spot, and I went to bed. I woke up a few times, during the night, and I checked on him, and this morning, I offered him some food and water, and he took both, which is a reassuring sign that he’s generally healthy and in good spirits. I think he’ll make a great pet! He’s a black-feathered pigeon, with some slight luminescence to his neck feathers.
Update: I noticed that Piotr was limping, so I took a look at him, and apparently, he’s got a wounded leg, of some sort. I guess I’ll be taking care of him for a little while, at least, while his leg repairs itself.
Piotr walks with a limp, I noticed - after I brought him home. He’ll be staying with me for a while during his recovery. He’s been eating heartily and he likes mineral water.
Update: I was considering veterinary care for Piotr, but I felt that it could be much more costly than trying to splint his leg myself. Since he’s pretty calm, I feel like I can do it on my own, so I ordered a pigeon leg splint from Foy’s Pigeon Supplies.
A pigeon leg splint, from Foy’s, a renowned pigeon and pet supply store.
Piotr awaits his recovery, and he passes the days mostly by sitting on my bed, or a pillow. He goes “home” to a cozy little nook, located behind my pillow.
Piotr, in his nook. I clean his spot once or twice a day, that’s all it takes!
Update: Sunday, May 11th
Piotr’s leg splint came in, yesterday, from Foy’s Pet Supplies, so I spent some time splinting his leg. The instructions said to wrap the wounded leg with cotton wool, then clamp the splint around the leg (it has plastic fasteners on it). Piotr was fairly calm through the stressful process, and I got his leg splinted successfully. Hopefully he heals up soon!
I was able to successfully splint Piotr’s broken leg (or foot).
Update: 05/19/2025
Piotr the pigeon is starting to show some affections for me, as well as pigeon intelligence. He flew down from his roost, last night, when it started getting dark, and he landed himself on my pillow, where he settled down, for the night, next to my head. I mostly left him alone, since he’s probably feeling things out, with me, as far as his personal security, as well as his place in life, with me.
Piotr’s lofty roost, up at the top of the photo, where he likes to situate himself when he wants time to himself, or when he wants to get away. He’s found that this spot is mostly secure for him, as far as being left alone.
Piotr has been eating well, despite having his leg splinted. He’s definitely adapting well, and he doesn’t hold the splinting against me, in terms of friendliness. He’s demonstrated that he knows when it’s meal time (when I’m having meal time), and he also takes well to demonstrating that he wants to eat, at times, by pecking around, or by showing up at his food and water dishes.
Piotr is having a drink of water, here. He’s a picky eater, and he only likes some of the seeds in the seed mixes I give him. Here, he tossed aside his seed bowl, entirely, after having some shrimp with me. He’s got a bit of an attitude!
This morning is when Piotr started dining interactively with me, after we spent the night as pillow buddies. I sat down for breakfast, and he noticed that there were eggs in my meal, which he likes. He headed on over to my plate and helped himself to some eggs. Piotr really has some personality to him.
Piotr, having some scrambled eggs, along with me, as I begin my breakfast, this morning.
I think it’s fascinating to observe how Piotr defines his boundaries and affections, upon adapting, over time, to domesticated life. I’ve still yet to discern whether or not I’ll keep him, but I really do like having him as a companion. It’s an adventure unlike other bird experiences I’ve had, since he has free rein over the room we stay in, perhaps.
Update: 05/21/2025
Some video content demonstrating Piotr having his customary lunch (seeds), then having a drink of water, and then, he returns to his roost.
Update on Piotr: 05/28/2025:
Mysteries abound in my head about this, even though my physical illness that beset me since the beginning of this past weekend took the foray, for the most of the day. After I had returned from getting breakfast, I seemed to offhandedly suppose that Piotr was not in any of his several spots in my room, where he likes to hang out. I had, at first, been concerned that he had been one trapped against the wall space, with my furniture’s placement, but I checked the possible spots where he “may” have been, and, being that I couldn’t find him there, I eventually checked his lofty high roost, where he may have been, in a second stacked box, but that wasn’t until much later in the day, due to going to the store having been so grueling for me, due to my body aches and feverish chills. Aside from that I rested, but when I checked the high up box, he wasn’t there, either. So I gave the room another full once over, and I cleaned up some mess that he’d been accumulating on the floor. In any case, I’ve affirmed that he’e possibly been removed from the room, during the times in which I’d gone out, possibly by management or my caseworkers, since I also noted that my moon lamp had been turned off, possibly as a suggestion, since I was sick for so long. The tales that were weaved in my head were pretty lighthearted and reaffirming, so that was nice, that that was the case. I think that my nurse possibly got concerned about me contracting bird flu, from exposure, and since I had gotten so sick; I felt that it would last throughout the rest of the weekend, and in a bad way, throughout, if I didn’t continue taking proactive measures for healing myself (medications). My nurse offered to buy me NyQuil and DayQuil, which had been a relatively quick and notable relief, from the pain.
My bedside moon lamp, in addition to the pigeon being gone, was turned off.
I suppose that his transition in to living somewhere else came at a reasonable time, since he was starting to land on me, a lot, and I was getting slightly worsening bedsores from accommodating his perching on me, not to mention that it had become difficult to keep up with the poop and spilled bird seeds on the floor. His time with the splint is generally done, now, although I hadn’t confirmed it, myself, although 3 weeks was the proscribed time period for a pigeon to wear a splint. Good luck, Piotr, and maybe I’ll see you out there, again, some day.
Update: Catching up with Piotr, out on the streets.
I was surprised, a few days after Piotr had unexpectedly disappeared from my room, to find him out on the streets. He did not have his splint on, anymore, and he’s currently limping around, but his leg looks like it set at a good angle for healing, and over some time, he’s gaining use of his leg back. Here’s some footage of him, out on Skid Row, now, where he linked up with the flock I’ve typically been feeding, on a daily basis, which is convenient. He gets along with the others, and it’s a no drama flock - he doesn’t get picked on, for being different, in other words.
Here’s to Piotr, for his resilience and ingenuity! I’m happy that he got in with the local flock of pigeons.
