I find the intense ugliness of the Greater Adjutant to be oddly beautiful. I've been intrigued with this scavenger bird ever since I saw a photo of one proudly perched atop an enormous mountain of garbage. Oh how I love to find beauty in filth.
You can see in this baby Magpie's eyes that he is just waiting to grow up and peck your eyes out. Aren't babies of all species supposed to look sweet and kind-hearted? This charcoal and pastel sketch is on a piece of 11"x14" drawing paper. Tuesdays = 12 hour workday which in turn = smaller, meaner sketches.
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