This is a type of pheasant, but I don’t recall the exact brand of pheasant. It belongs to some friends of ours. I was absolutely fascinated by it – the colors, the fact that it was walking around loose and yet stayed there in the yard. Also I was amazed by its wing flapping. I can’t do anything on the entire earth that fast and never could.
Last Friday I went with Christina and Frank Allen to Summerseat Farm. Frank was there on official business, but Christina and I were taking photographs – hoping to find inspiration for a painting or two. I found lots of inspiration.