Every day on my way to and from work I see this gorgeous hawk atop a lamp post high above the interstate. From my perspective, his life looks pretty good. I envy his days spent wheeling across the sky, free to fly away to any place he desires - as I sit in traffic, on my way to another stressful workday. He answers to no one. He belongs to no one. Sometimes I wonder why he stays there when he can go anywhere. Maybe his reasons are somewhat like mine; "It might not be scenic, but the mice are plentiful and easy to catch. I'll just stay a little longer..."I created this piece with water soluble oil pastels, using the scraffito (scratch through) technique.
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I would call it "Follow the Yellow Brick Road" but it's not yellow. It looks like oz in the distance though. I like the title "Perspective" too.
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