Mom still hasn't given names to the chicks her birds had. Like.. Over a year ago, haha. Zeta was the baby of the bunch, and he's like.. gigantic in comparison to all the others -- he was very good at begging as a chick.

Anyway, more experimenting, of course. This was done before the one of Asimov, but at least the colors didn't go all freaky on this one.

Perhaps by the next page I'll have more of a clue. :P Interesting stuff, gouache is.