The month of November flew by and I’m happy I picked up the sketchbook. I wonder if thirty days has made it a habit?
I’ve got to stop drawing birds. The turkey reminded me of family and the quail reminded me of California. And together they both reminded me of the “pet” magpie that my great grandfather had in a outdoor cage in Atascadero. When you walked along side the cage the bird would come close and whisper “I’ll get you.” It took me a few months to figure out that my great grandmother hated that bird and would periodically tell it so (in so many words, that is.)
quail November 26, 2009
Took a few minutes to go into the studio to draw leaving the hubbub of football and kitchen chaos behind. Had told my daughter I was going to go draw a turkey. When she came to visit a few minutes later, she asked “That’s not a turkey, is it?”