
A Northern Goshawk fledgling ready to fight, in pen and ink.
My inspiration can be found at “forestry-friday-the-critical-period.”

A Northern Goshawk fledgling ready to fight, in pen and ink.
My inspiration can be found at “forestry-friday-the-critical-period.”
It’s on! The auction is Friday night!
All delivered and ready for the Education Auction on Friday!
Here are the finished pieces that Tim and I donated to Sierra Cascade Logging Conference Lumberjack Dinner and Education Auction supporting forestry education. We hope this head to head, friendly “Hers vs. His” competition raises the stakes and funds brought in. There’s a lot of talking smack taking place in our house! We’ll keep you posted.
Going head to head. What married couple doesn’t thrive on a little friendly competition?
“Uncle Sam” mixed media by Tim Livingston
“Food Chain” watercolor by Mary A Livingston

The view of the art table with one of the spreads in progress.

These were all that’s left to do. All have been started. Mary stretched and mounted them all for me, while I was painting. It’s good to have people! Working multiple illustrations at the same time is a very efficient way to get these done. By Sunday night I had completed two more spreads.

This is the view out my window at my painting table, while I work. Not bad.

Sometimes you feel like a nut!
Mary and I were driving into camp last summer and were approaching a little creek. As we rounded a bend in the road, this bear burst out of the blackberry bushes. It ran across the road in front of us and stopped in the blackberries about 30 feet away. I stopped the truck. It stared at us and we stared back. It appeared to be a young bear. It stayed there for a good 3 or 4 minutes while we took pictures. This bear was covered in burrs. unfortunately, that comes with this territory.
Wild black bears usually run, but this one didn’t. Maybe, being a young bear it was curious. We’ve seen that before, “Curious Young Bear.” We also suspected that it might be a sow and she had a cub that was still below the road. Perhaps, she wasn’t leaving her baby.
Maybe, it was hoping we might stay and pick all those burrs out of it’s fur. After a few minutes of staring at each other, it ambled up the draw in search of a fresh patch of blackberries.
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A fawn lying low to avoid a predator. I added to the original pen and ink. Mary thought it was lacking. Is it an improvement?

The Fawn as I originally drew it in a vignette.

The pen and ink was based off of another fawn picture I took. I love when they are just a couple of days old and they’ll lay down and be still.