Dedicating this time (of so much transition) to simpler studies of the things I find on walks. I don’t consider myself a collector, but given the multitude of bones, feathers, and all sorts of pocket-friendly bits that accumulate on shelves here— I am.
I’d like to think these things find me, since I’m never seeking them out. This year, with my yearling boxer-mix, I’ve spent hours each day walking our neighborhood trails and it seems like it’s been the bumper crop of feather finds. Follow me on Instagram as I record these finds— I’ll be listing the original drawings in my shop through the remainder of this season.
