I've finished this drawing last Monday, less then a week ago, I intended to make a couple of others and list them on Etsy, somehow, it didn't happened, I forgot all about it and the drawing stayed inside an Animal reference book I used to draw the birds.
The past week felt so long and so much stuff happened, that now I feel like this was drawn by a different person then who I am now. Like the drawing by now, is irrelevant and yet - like a massage from myself in the past to myself now.
