Pigeons.

I've been sketching in a digital way far more recently. I used to find digital art and photoshop  infuriating and awkward but something has clicked and I now find the experience freeing and colourful. Photoshop is so tidy lacking as it does the spillages and messy clean up of water colours or acrylics and the stained pants and smells of oil painting.

Here's a couple of sketches based around the same theme, I'm working on an idea for an oil painting but I'm not quite there yet.

Yo, birds of the same flock together
Congested on a majestic yo (no..no..no..)
My feathers and flames are one skin
Hallowed be Thy name in the beginning there was no sin
We in the ninth inning, and I'm God body trying to win
Flying against the wind
But now my shell is weightless and fireproof
But the truth is I'm proof of living fire
I'm not made of organics, not even wires
Just felt my body light up and heard the choir
See to the common fowl the phoenix is sire
Most high of all things to ever have wings
Existence is struggle, resistance is futile
Meanwhile we now possess the power of ten suns
To transcend and elevate into one
Famine, the disease and senseless dying is done
Pigeon bird got a breath left
Heart beat no more
Phoenix bird morph and we live off the G-force

Cannibal OX.