When my son was a very young boy, he would find a specific feather and give it to me to keep. I’m not sure how he knew I liked feathers – I don’t even know why I like feathers, but I do. It may be that we had a parakeet with beautiful blue feathers and when he lost one, I would keep it. But through the years I have this little collection . . . that now even my husband will bring me one when he finds them. I have kept them on my art desk for years and years and all through the years of moving from state to state, the feathers have traveled with my art studio items. I don’t do much pencil sketches, I usually just paint with watercolor or oils. Today while taking a break from my designs again I had fun sketching a feather and decided to share them with you.
As the sun was shining through the studio window it really brought out the iridescent colors on this feather.