100 birds in 100 days. I’m loving this practice, which feels very free, very experimental. I never know what a particular bird will ask for. I started this peacock today (it just seemed the right bird for Day 100) and something about the initial drawing in turquoise pencil took me back to my grandmother’s apartment with her cloisonné ashtrays. Cloisonné was the last thing on my mind when I woke up this morning …