He minds having his picture taken much less than many human subjects.
Update:
I saw my first deer fatality today.
Body on the sidewalk, being torn at by a buzzard.
I don't know which deer it was. Just glimpsed it as I drove.
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OK, I'm sticking my neck out, and I have scrolled down to see, is this a REAL deer? Almost to gorgous and perfect to be one!
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I'd been wishing that I had a camera with me to photograph him--I've been seeing him elsewhere in the neighborhood--when he appeared outside my window.
ReplyDeleteOh, he visits you. How lovely. Look at those soft eyes.
ReplyDeleteAnd those gorgeous antlers. (He has a fine rack?)
ReplyDeleteThere are other stags--I've seen at least one other in our immediate neighborhood--so I'm guessing this is about as pristine as he's ever going to look.
I am reminded of he sculptures of Deborah Butterfield (think I got her name right). She has quite a reputation. She makes horses out of sticks, of all things.
ReplyDeleteJust wondering...have you tried drawing them? I have so much wanted to but haven't been there long enough.
Shanna, will look up Butterfield now.
ReplyDeleteHaven't tried drawing them yet. Feel like I need to know them better first.
Just googled images for Deborah Butterfield. Wow, is she obsessed with horses. They're beautiful and some are familiar, so I guess I seen some of her sculptures before.
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ReplyDeleteIt looks like StagNation to me. Conrad
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