web analytics

Day 31: slice

Guys, I think one of my cockerels is turning aggressive.

Thank you all so much for indulging me this #inktober. It was a fun exercise — for me, anyhow. I drew some chickens and bought some new pens. We now return to our regular pointless shitposting.

p.s. It’s true, by the way. One of my boys is ahead of the other going into chicken puberty, and he’s decided it’s time to put me in my place. Which is hilarious, as he’s not much bigger than a pigeon. An angry, angry pigeon.

p.p.s. HAPPY HALOWEEN, y’all!

October 31, 2018 — 4:51 pm
Comments: 15

Day 30: jolt

How to approach an illustration is called a ‘picture problem.’ I never thought I’d be trying to solve the picture problem of a chicken struck by lightning.

The good part is, you probably don’t have another drawing of a chicken struck by lightning to compare it to.

October 30, 2018 — 7:17 pm
Comments: 11

Day 29: double

It’s amazing the facial expressions we impose on chickens. It’s in our DNA to interpret faces. Chickens have no expressions at all, in truth — their faces are entirely rigid and immobile. They express themselves with sounds and postures and behaviors.

But the goofy front view of a chicken’s face will never not be funny.

October 29, 2018 — 7:08 pm
Comments: 6

Day 28: gift

This is not fanciful. I’m told that a good cockerel will seek out the best morsels for his girls and call them over to share.

Toxic masculinity, y’all.

p.s. our clocks changed this weekend. Did yours?

October 28, 2018 — 7:04 pm
Comments: 12

Day 27: thunder

‘Nother wet chicken. Sad.

October 27, 2018 — 8:02 pm
Comments: 5

Day 26: stretch

Chickens do stretch, a lot. They look kind of like ice skaters, with one wing stretched to the side and the same-side leg stretched behind them. One side, then the other. Followed by a good old wingflap.#

Hard to draw, though.

October 26, 2018 — 7:15 pm
Comments: 3

Day 25: prickly

These pad cacti grew in my yard in Tennessee when I were a lass. I tried picking some. Once.

See, you think if you avoid the big spines, you’ll be okay. But they also have bzillions of little microscopic, hair-like spines that get into your fingers like raw fiberglass and make touch painful for days. Bastards.

Google tells me they’re called nopales and they’re a mainstay of Mexican cuisine. Here’s a recipe for pickled nopales. Anyone ever et them?

October 25, 2018 — 8:39 pm
Comments: 12

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.

October 24, 2018 — 7:00 pm
Comments: 6

Day 23: muddy

Chickens, as a rule, liketh water not. But I have seen pictures of somebody’s soaking wet flock having a fine old time in the rain.

Chickens. Don’t try to understand ’em…

October 23, 2018 — 7:03 pm
Comments: 5

Day 22: expensive

Yes. Yes it is.

October 22, 2018 — 8:14 pm
Comments: 9