Day 24: chop
‘Nuff said.
It is axiomatic among chicken keepers who eat their birds: you keep the killing well away from the living birds. They may not be the smartest beasts in the avian kingdom, but they get the gist of what happens when Flora meets the axe man.
Posted: October 24th, 2018 under inktober.
Comments: 6
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Comment from OldFert
Time: October 24, 2018, 7:42 pm
Love the chicken face. Gives me a sense of the critter being totally confused and puzzled. Kinda like our dear, late ferrets.
Comment from Skandia Recluse
Time: October 24, 2018, 8:48 pm
This is a very thought-provoking bit of artwork.
Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: October 24, 2018, 9:02 pm
Reckun “neck-wringery” won’t be a word for the day (or ever really, I think I made it up 2 seconds ago).
Having witnessed that first hand, just as well really.
Good job on the clucker, AND the axe.
That style head is gone out of style – most of em now look like big ass hatchets.
Comment from ExpressoBold
Time: October 24, 2018, 10:09 pm
I laughed!
Comment from Ric Fan
Time: October 24, 2018, 10:34 pm
Ugh. I’ve seen video of a slaughterhouse where the animals did see what was happening and were terrified and trying to escape.
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 25, 2018, 8:35 pm
I can’t do those videos, Ric Fan. I know it happens, I’d like to stop it, but I just can’t have those pictures in my head.
It’s based on the hatchet head found in Lizzie Borden’s basement, Durned.
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