This print is actually a lithograph, although it is signed and numbered like the serigraphs.
This bird has been spear-gunning his grub for eighty million years, so—don’t worry—he knows what to do next with his fish kebab. Silent and alert, he patrols southern swamp waters with hull submerged and periscope up. Time to eat: he decreases buoyancy and takes ’er down. Bluegill to starb’d—fire ONE! While his dinner settles, he’ll hang his dripping wings out to dry. Indians of the Amazon named him nhinga. Why? Why not?