I need to loosen up a bit on this project, not make it so difficult on myself by feeling like I need to make perfect pictures each and every time. It took me 5 days to get myself to finish up Ms. Kingfisher because I wanted to do a "good" job on it. Then I started feeling frustrated because I didn't have the time to work on it. The bird jar, I have to remind myself, is not about perfect art. It's about getting myself to pick up a pen, pencil, brush, pastel stick etc. every day so that I can stay connected to my creative side. That's all. So, in that spirit, I am back on track with 1-minute quick impressionistic ink sketches of today's very fun Pygmy Nuthatch, in all of my scribble glory:
While we see alot of White-Breasted Nuthatches (which we love, just for the cooing sound they make), we have only seen Pygmy Nuthatches when we trek up north to the forests around Flagstaff. All nuthatches rank pretty darned high on the "cute" scale, the way they hop all around tree trunks, up, down, turning this way and that, upside down, rightside up, picking up insects and cooing to one another in the flock along the way.
EDIT: Okay, okay - I drew the wrong type of nuthatch! These are actually the more common white breasted nuthatch. When I draw that bird out of my jar, I will swap out with the pygmy.
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