Thursday, October 30, 2014

Heron Hunting

With the high water, the heron hunts from the shore at the base of the dam
(charcoal pencil)
When I try to sneak up on it, the heron spreads its mighty wings and glides away to safety.
(drawn from memory)
pencil, watercolor  
This time it settled near a thicket downstream on the opposite bank.
(china marker crayon)
…He looks like a gentleman waiting for a train
(detail)
Other days, after escaping, he sneaks under the bridge and lurks in the overhanging branches downstream.  I'm onto you Mr. Heron!
(oil stick)


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