Great Horned Owl

 It's my 18th Paint-iversary!

I'm forever grateful for my art teacher/mentor Cheri. How blessed I am that she's also my dear friend.

When I walked into my very first painting lesson 18 years ago, I was so nervous.

When I walked out of that first painting lesson, I had a finished painting of a tree.

That week I painted the tree again.

Next the class painted a white cup then a white daisy.

The 5th painting I did was to be from a reference photo that I brought from home.

I gave him another try for my 6th painting.

In honor of those first attempts of painting an owl, I thought I'd paint another.

We hear an owl fairly often, but it's a rare treat to spy one.  No matter how much I smile up at them, they look down with such haughty disdain. I love them.

You know those big plastic owls people put on poles in their gardens to scare the birds away from their vegetables? I might have a few of them... upstairs where the grandkids play with them.  Mine look down on the garden with haughty disdain from their perch inside where it's never hot or cold or rainy.

**Stay tuned!!**  Since I did that owl twice, I thought I should paint two again!

Original Oil Painting on 11"x 14" Wrapped Canvas.

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