A couple more sketches from my trip to Illinois. I went out on my own for a couple of hours to sketch at the Wildwood Nature Center in Park Ridge, a suburb of Chicago. When I first arrived I was completely taken with the huge weeping willows hanging over the lake. But as is often the case, my sketch subjects were dictated by where I could find a suitable place to sit out of the direct sun.
I was surprised at how long this swan held this position, grooming its feathers. Long enough for a sketch, anyway. I guess he (she?) was pretty serious about personal hygiene.
A path through the woods
I am always attracted to a winding path. I think there's something deep in our psyches that wants to know where a path leads.