"Nick"

Nick (so named because of the knick in his left ear) used to come to our back door every morning for a peanut.....or twenty. He was very polite about it until one day, when we didn't respond to his morning chirps and scratches quickly enough, he proceeded to chew a huge hole in the kitchen window screen. So, we stopped giving out peanuts and he has since moved on. Now, we have a friendly little female that visits and I've learned my lesson and only put peanuts out by the bird feeder. She does come to the back door though. She just stands there, up on her hind legs and stares into the sliding glass door as if to say, "so, are they home?" ....very cute. I'm sure I'll do a drawing of her too.

This was done with pencil and charcoal on bristol. Foreshortening, never one of my strong points, is actually a wonderful challenge. I'll revisit this composition again.