Finally, I have something new to put on the blog. These are American Pelicans near the weir on the Bow River. The river is deep and fast there, and the weir churns the water up quite high. It creates a kind of rolling motion that is quite dangerous for people, and also for fish. The fish are tossed up to the top of the water and into the waiting beaks of the pelicans. It's like dinner delivery for pelicans. Sometimes, they are so stuffed, they don't even bother with the fish, they just float serenely, knowing that the next hunger pang will be instantly gratified. They are fat and lazy, and have an enormous sense of self-entitlement, just like a tabby cat. Maybe in my next life, I'll come back as pelican (or a tabby cat).This is done with water color pencils in the Moleskin water color journal. It is part of my homework for Watercolor Pencil magic, the chapter on water and skies. In the three weeks of the class, this is the only thing that seemed good enough to post here. It has been a truly humbling experience, albeit a valuable one.
