Summer Of Crows
acrylic canvas
14 x 18

This summer, I had the privellege of witnessing two yearlings being raised in my backyard. While the guardians would dive bomb anyone who enterred the yard, I was fortunate enough that they did not bother me at all. Perhaps having witnessed me with my own young in the yard. To sit there, charcoal down a breath away, silent, is a memory I cherish.