I told Don that we had a nude model at drawing class Monday night. She was hard to paint, not because she didn't hold still, but because her skin color was hard to capture. Our still life was a plucked uncooked chicken on a wood platter, some cutlery and a red pepper...........Ok.........I'll take the challenge. I was going to paint the fly that kept wondering around her but he, the fly, wouldn't hold still and then with one quick slap, Akiva, ended his (the fly's) life. I'm going to call this picture "Two Hours With a Dead Chicken". I don't know why I'm sending you this, it's a silly story.......but a true one.
Shalom..................Bernice