Yesterday we got a rooster and two hens from Meg at Gardenworks ( a wonderful local farm where you can pick berries, buy flowers and local cheese and veggies and see some art in the Gallery in the upstairs of the barn). She doesn’t sell chickens, but had a rooster that needed a home and well, we didn’t want him to be alone, so we got him a couple of hens for company.
We named the rooster Winston III and the hens Meg (the Rhode Island Red after Meg at Gardenworks) and Alice (grey like Winston, after Alice on the Honeymooners).
I got them to eat dried mealworms (yuk!) out of my hand, but Winston kept going for my fingers instead. Meg is the most adventurous one, the first to check things out.
When I was in school, the first paintings I did were of my duck. (a white Long Island duck) He wasn’t the most friendly duck, he used to peck at my feet when ever I walked into the yard, but I got used to having him around. And there was something about his shape that interested me. I don’t think they were very good, but I did many paintings and prints using that shape.
Of course the chickens have a similar shape, and I’m looking forward to sitting in the barn with them and a sketch pad and seeing what I come up with. I think they’d be great to do with the sewing machine. I’m imagining chicken potholders, it seems a natural.