They Might Be Birds

In Betty Terry's dining room she had a big glass table, and over it hung this painting, a sort of swirl of color. Mostly dark colors with a little white and red and green, coming together in almost a picture. Apparently it was painted by a neighbor who was going to throw it out, and BT saved it, and hung it up on her wall, where I'd always known it. When she moved from her big house to her place in the nursing home, it kept its home above the glass table.

One of the things I'll always remember about holidays at Betty Terry's were the discussions about this painting. I guess when you get old you begin to have the same conversations over and over; one of Boop's favorites was telling the story about the time I made everyone go on a parade around the house with my toy instruments, and she made sure to tell that one every Christmas. But the other one we always had was about this painting; what IS it? It's like a Rorschach test, the sort of painting you can look at and discuss and see a few different things within.

Ultimately,  though, we always came to the same conclusion, and that was this: they might be birds.
When she passed away and Mom asked me what I wanted from the house, it was one of the first things that came to mind.

I don't have a good picture of it, this is pretty awful actually, and eventually I'd like to get a better image of it. But how do you go about getting a picture of a painting? I guess standing at a 90 degree angle would be a start, huh? But anyway. What do you see?