I find crows fascinating. It seems almost that they laugh at us as they go about their business. I think of them as the parrots of the north - very intelligent and familial. In Vancouver, all the crows fly to a location in Burnaby just before dusk. As they fly over my house each evening, they occasionally light on the power lines that span the alley. In juxtaposing these birds with mache'd manga cartoons I am seeking to create a dialogue about language.