This started years ago as a pastel scene and it came from sitting parked on the side of the road near a farm and watching a young cow and crow interact. IT was like they were talking with each other, these sweet little animated movements like one would do to another mid conversation. Years later, I pull it out again and I see it more as, that while a stunningly beautiful scene, backdrop and animals, I may never have even noticed that ONE cow and ONE crow, but rather than as a PART of the scene, it was only that they were conducting this magical discourse in front of me that the beautiful scenery fell away and they came into view. And I thought it's like us...we are only seen when we are something different, good or bad, it's the difference that people notice. acrylic on paper with metallic accents