Saturday, June 6, 2015

Meet my new backyard companion

He didn't always look this handsome.  No siree.  And he wasn't always mine.  Our backyard neighbors just sold their house and didn't take him.  I met the new neighbors and said I was interested in him if they weren't.  Next thing I knew he was being handed over the fence and into my waiting hands.  Yay!



You see, he used to look like this all over...but worse.  Much, much worse.  Of course, I was so excited to make him all new that in my haste I forgot to take a picture.  Oh, the best of plans!
I took him outside and gave him a healthy dose of indoor/outdoor flat black spray paint.  He has a few holes, cracks in his foundation, and broken feathers but they're much harder to detect now.
To the rescue came all my Ranger distress paints...over a dozen in all (yellows, oranges, reds, greens and browns).  Using my finger I swiped over all the raised areas applying the colors where I felt they would be naturally.  Once dry, I then applied various brown and gray archival inks to tone the vibrancy and to make him look a bit weathered. 

He's now standing proud out by the windmill in our backyard.  In time I'm sure I'll move him around, maybe have him watch over the hen & chicks that are planted in an old chicken feeder (another cast-off).

By the way, he's about the size he would be in real life.  But now he needs a name.  Any suggestions?

1 comment:

  1. He's sure pretty. You did a beautiful job with the distress paints. As for a name -- Rupert the Rooster, after someplace you lived or visited, maybe after a long passed uncle with a little bit of attitude or just call him T!m. Your chick feeder is very cool, too. Hope you and Walt and the Kitties are off to a beautiful June. nise