Copy of an Audubon Painting.  1997.  Nostalgia Monday.

Aw yiss, more stuff found in my parents’ basement!

When I was 12, my mom gave me a miniature book of Audubon bird paintings.  Somehow it became my most important resource book for a couple years— I learned a lot about anatomy and wing structure from leafing through the thing for hours and trying to copy the paintings in watercolor.  This one was a sharp-shinned hawk.  There were a bunch more, but this guy was my favorite.