

Gift From The Council
oil pastel on paper
There was a certain route I used to walk almost every day in Chicago. For over a week I noticed a dead bird in a particular spot. It's feathers blue and white, calling for attention. This illustration is my homage to that bird. Maybe that bird did not feel beautiful during its life. It brought me there so I would draw it. So it could live on through my hands and from my paper. ![]()