I penciled this together last night after sketching crows and ravens over the last few nights.
Today after work I sat down before it with a pen and headphones.
It went like this.
I penciled this together last night after sketching crows and ravens over the last few nights.
Today after work I sat down before it with a pen and headphones.
It went like this.
I made this with a couple pens the other evening. I had the radio on and it played a song I liked a long time ago.
I enjoying the crows I see around town. This morning on my way to work I watched one dropping a walnut from the power lines above into the street below. His crow friends were watching and chattering loudly. All eyeing up his bounty, waiting for a car to unlock the goods. As soon as it did all alliances were voided in the chase for survival. Such as the deeds are all ways done day to day, whether we see it or not.
I see a lot of human traits in the crows around here and everywhere I’ve traveled. They chase each other like children on a playground. Holler loudly at passer byers like a drunk down town. Stand stoic like a poet lost in thought.
They embody well the poems with wings I strive to pin down on a page. Black as the night, but full of color.
A “throwback” from last December. A crow finds its nest has hatched a city. The crow has a sort of Audubon “wired” pose. As much as I enjoy working towards a “scientifically accurate” bird drawing. I find that its a lot of fun to just mess around and make a skyline where one isn’t.
Life is too short to be taken seriously, bird drawings included.
I spend a solid chunk of time looking at birds for drawing them. Books, Online galleries, and in the field. I like to pretend I take it seriously. Striving for a fair bit of accuracy to best represent the species I chose to draw. That being said sometimes it’s fun to play with color. I “finished” this a year ago, but got tired of looking at it everyday so I put a little more paint on it.