Waiting For A Table

These birds were waiting as others were swooping down to get the scraps thrown off the boat by the fishermen. They were in the air water and perched on the boat. This is the only pastel completed during the painting trip. Normally I paint in pastel when out in the field. Its always good to change it up. Since the wind was blowing at 52 miles per hour it was easy to paint in watercolor and get bold color. The wind dried the surface pretty quickly.