On the same cruise... another painting.. this time a baby owl just out of the nest... on it's own. Drawing down and covered... the beginnings of this baby begins first thing with his tender left eye... That has to be good so I enjoy the rest of the painting. I don't think I've painted anything more tedious than the owls body of feathers. Painting owl feathers is definitely a "Journey" of patience and change.
I can hardly wait to quilt this piece. I can feel the craggy grey/black twigs.