The pheasant has just spotted the viewer; he has raised his head and in a few seconds will bolt it down the field.
Wanted a big change of subject here. It’s important to do stuff that appeals to you alone now and again, and not constantly pandering to what the market would like.
This bird was wading around in the pond in Fota Gardens.
My second oils painting. Normally, blackbirds look jet black but this fellow was in blinding sunlight that picked up subtle browns and blues.