Tuesday, December 3, 2013


My brother-in-law came to our home to do some carpentry work. He came with a closed box. As soon as he opened it, it scared me and screamed like crazy because I saw a body, I thought it was alive but it turn out to be a dead pheasant. He told me he found it, it was a road kill. I thought he was going to eat it, well...... I just learned that Pilgrims ate that for Thanksgiving right? No, he wasn't going to eat it, who knows how many days it was on the road frozen. He picked it up because he wanted the feathers. He already removed the tail feathers because they didn't fit in the box. I found myself fascinated by the beauty of this young featherless pheasant, so beautiful that I wanted to preserve its beauty forever in paper, I must say this drawing doesn't give it any justice. Rest in peace.


  1. Judging by your drawing, I imagine the bird must have been absolutely gorgeous!