The Tele Bird learns all it knows,
being zapped by endless TV shows.
It does not need to sit and stare,
stuff flys to it from out of the air.
While atop the aerial on the roof,
it pearches transfixed, engrossed, aloof.
By day and night, come shine or rain,
tele rays bombard it’s pea sized brain.
I wanted more than the rough watercolour was giving, and I'm liking the retro feel which has happened with this approach. Part two quick as a wink.
1 comment:
I'm loving this series-- great shapes and textures. These would make great prints.
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