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Birdland, Second Day

I haven’t returned to Mineral King yet, either metaphorically or literally. (And unlike many people today, I use the word “literally” to mean literally, actually, for real.)

Instead, I stayed in Birdland, working on chickens and a great blue heron. 

Building a flock, from left to right.
Beautiful bird, this oil painting is named “Rusty Fowl” because I don’t know if it is a hen or a rooster. That’s a little embarrassing, but why should I know this? I used to think all birds with combs were roosters, but learned they are not. And now I don’t even know whose bird this is so that I can ask!
Rusty Fowl and a poppy are drying together on the little shelf in front of the heater. There are 3 poppy paintings there, but I haven’t told you about those yet.
Scooting along the flock, from left to right; this keeps me from dragging my hand through wet paint. I may be right handed, but lest you think that prevents me from realizing my true artistic potential, I am LEFT-EYED! So there, you right-brainiacs.
This great blue heron will need another layer because I wasn’t skilled enough to keep the brightest color clean while working wet into wet.

Busy Flock, oil paint on wrapped canvas, 6×18″, $150

Meanwhile, there is a quail wondering when it will receive its additional feathers layers, and 4 6×6″ canvases waiting for their wings. Or are they waiting in the wings. . .?

4 Comments

  1. I love chicken art, as well as cows. Perhaps you have found another best seller!

    • Gina, I think that chickens are short-lived as a subject. And I hope I never have to paint cows.

  2. Your Rusty Fowl is quite nice!

    • Thank you, Janet! I think she is a hen, in spite of the bright colors and comb.

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