Thursday, May 3, 2012

PECKING ORDER

PECKING ORDER
Chickens freak me out.

They look like strange little pissed off dinosaurs with feathers.  Individually, chickens are funny little enigmas, strutting about with a chip on their shoulder.  In groups they're roving bands of beady-eyed, sharp-billed raptors, waiting for the moment you aren't paying attention so they can peck your pedicure or ransack your flower bed.

Chickens aren't trusting creatures.  They're the first to break and run at the slightest sign of trouble, raising a ruckus and squawking in agitated complaint, which tends to set one's nerves on edge. They're hard to hug, impossible to house train, and they don't like waiting their turn.  I should think everyone should own a group of chickens at least once in their life in order to learn how not to act.

"PECKING ORDER"
$250 / Unframed
9" x 12" / Oil on Canvas PaneL
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2 comments:

  1. I love your use of colour and your witty posts. This is a lovely painting!

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    1. Thank you, Wendy, for your very kind post. I hope to revisit chickens in future paintings . . . even if they are a bit freaky.

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