Right near where I live there's a man who raises roosters. Must have had them for years and years. In half an hour or so they'll be crowing up a storm. This is my favorite time of the day. The pitch-black night sky starting to glow in the east, the roosters crowing for all they're worth like it's their revenge on somebody. Any roosters near you?
|Subject||2.1 × 2.7 cm, Aquarell|
|Paper||300g Water Color Paper|
|Dimensions||20 × 20 cm|