I was on my way back home to have lunch the other day, and just as I turned the corner from the studio, towards the black river, in the most severe snow blizzard, I heard some unusual sounds whooshing above my head, so I looked up, and there they were, three morbidly obese and extremely dirty geese, flying above me. It was like something out of Jurasic Park. I don¨t often get such large birds flying above my head. Neverthelss it was a beautiful and peaceful moment, and of course the reaching for the camera would have taken away my observation. So here is it, the moment recreated digitally. And when I say digitally, I still mean painting by hand on a graphic board.
