I did a little bit of sketching while we were visiting Rosemary’s aunt and uncle who have quite a few animals around. The chickens were a bit frustrating to draw since they didn’t like to hold still, plus after a few minutes all the roosters decided to start crowing at me. Probably because:
- They thought I was going to feed them.
- They realized I wasn’t going to feed them.
- I was blocking their view of the house from whence the food would actually come.
In any case, the crowing got old pretty quickly, so I decided to go draw something a bit more… dead.