Every time I've been in Mexico or the Caribbean, I am fascinated by the pelicans. They are so big and ungainly on land, but in the sky they are graceful and lovely. When they fold their wings in, and plummet like an arrow to the water to scoop up their fish, they are quite wonderful. Sharp-eyed and lightning fast, they can be deceptive. On our last trip, we frequently saw them perched on old wooden pilings sticking up out of the water - one pelican on each perch. I wondered if they each had their designated perch or if they even cared about things like that. I like the way their black feathers etch against the brilliant blue sky.
Watercolor pencils in the oddly curved sketchbook.