Sometimes You Just Have to Sing- $195
This is an original pen and ink sketch I did that I have called "Sometimes You Just Have to Sing". I remember my son Jason's 2nd grade class hatched chicken eggs in their classroom via an incubator. That was a very special experience and if the parents agreed, then your student could bring home a baby chick. I never had chickens as a child so I had to quickly education myself on what was expected of me as the new owner of a tiny chick.
We bought the scratch food and made a little enclosure. We were so happy to watch our tiny feathered pet begin to grow. That bliss lasted a couple months until one early morning I was laying in bed and heard a completely foreign sound coming from my back yard. It sounded something like a very sorry example of crowing and it hit me that this wasn't the egg laying hen I hoped for but rather my chick was soon going to become a huge neighborhood annoyance. Since we weren't really zoned for livestock, there was only one thing I could do. We packed up the adolescent bird and drove to the local feed store. We traded him for a nice looking hen to the relief of all my neighbor's.
With my recent focus on painting country scenes for the series that I call "Down Country Roads" I would be amiss if I hadn't turned my artistic skills to the staple of all farmers and homesteaders for hundreds of years.....The Chicken.