"Red Rooster", and ode to Lance. When I was young lassy we had a big rooster with an attitude problem called Wayne. I used to have to carry a shovel with me as protection when walking around because he would always try to attack me. Luckily our next rooster was a gentlemen of a chap named Lance - we got along much better and this is him reincarnated into my work.
One of 10 artworks a part of my "Offerings" exhibition with Artworks in Singapore.
Acrylic on canvas
