…the phesants are revolting

pheasant

It is strange which images (paintings) people like to buy of mine. I always thought I was operating on the edge of the creative spectrum but it appears my realistic(ish) daubs are more successful.

The glint in the eye is the marker you see before you pull the trigger – eyes are the beacon of life and death.

‘Another Pheasant Bites The Dust’ – oil paint on paper 2014

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About peter

'Death by Sushi' Fish can kill me. When I was very small (maybe 3 or 4 years old) my grandfather, who lost the sight of one eye from a bullet fired by a German sniper (fortunately not a very good one) during the Battle of the Somme in World War 1, wiped my face with the corner of his apron, an apron he had used to wipe his filleting knife on. He was a grocery shopkeeper who specialized in wet fish.