I went thru my paintings recently and noticed a plethora of crows. Plethora. That's a great word we don't use often enough.
At first I was in a poetic mood. I painted crows which I could rhyme with the word "crow".
I give you "Grow Crow". I painted this on a day when we had 3 inches of snow outside.
Then reality sunk in and I painted "Snow Crow".
Next we have "Show Crow".
The next 3 are all works in progress.
And then... and then... the poetic mood left me. This one is called "Home Is Where The Heart Is".I've done a few more crows. I'm like 75% complete with 2 crow statues... One is a cloth and clay art doll. The other is a Crow-Monk. I think when I started it I somehow worked the name into a rhyme (why must crows rhyme?) but I've forgotten it now. I've also done a few more crow paintings. But those have all flown away.