Mar 15, 2024
Snooze by Bob Beck
I know, more pigs. These are other ones on Spring Creek Farm. These are a bunch of joyous, friendly, squealy-grunty little guys, who come running when I show up. Scratch their back and they roll over. All fun, but you will need to wash your clothes and shower when you are finished. They tend to sleep in a row or in a pile—at least they do for me. I had to paint from outside the pen, as they like to chew on my boots (ouch), and I’m sure they would make quick work of the easel legs. A grayish morning; not many shadows to help with form, but the colors come into voice. So many greens.
