Midwest Middle Aged Critter Artist
Bear drawing reworked
Here is my re-drawn bear. I am much happier with the hind leg. I may still raise the front leg up a bit more. I also adjusted my bears position in the composition. I usually try to work on boards larger than I need, so I can adjust the image size as I go. Currently this piece is 19 x 26. I need to quit fussing over it and just get after it.
Long ago in another life. . .
Bears (and wolves for that matter) are rather dear to my heart. At one time (long, l-o-n-g ago) I worked in a wildlife park where I was very hands on with bears, wolves and a myriad of other wild and dangerous beasties. I was hired when a keeper quit, after being attacked by a mountain lion. (He survived. Fortunately when the cat pounced, they fell into the electric fence.) They hired me because women tended to do better with the animals, in the area I was hired for. And because as someone with a vet tech background, I could spot a distressed or ill animal.
So you see, I haven’t always been a Midwest, middle aged woman, living the quiet life as an animal artist. No siree. There was a time when I not only danced with wolves, but I conversed with cougars, and I . . . Ummm . . . Whats a B-word that goes with bears? Brawled? No, not really. Had I brawled with bears I wouldn’t be a middle aged artist living the quiet life, now would I? Ummm bantered, bargained, boogied?
Anyway, I had a few close calls with some of the predators. (I may even post a story or two.) But frankly, it was the raccoons and pronghorn antelope that I really dreaded getting inside the pen with. Go figure.
Tags: WIP
Hi, Mona, the bear is looking good. You should call yourself “Midwest Middled Aged Wild Critter Wrangler and Artist”. Sounds like a fantastic job as long as you end up in one piece as you did. Happy Painting, Angela
Ha! I survived the job fine. Loads of torn clothes though.
Still have fond memories of working there. My husband was ever so relieved when I left it, however.
Wow, I can’t wait to read some of your stories! And thought my horse ones were funny!
Thanks Undaunted. Not really much for funny stories from that place. Mostly close calls kinda things. Though, I don’t think I was ever in any “real” dangerous situations.