Goal: To create one piece of art each day for 365 consecutive days
The other birds peered at him with dubious curiosity and little respect. One could not be trusted with such unruly, ill-fitted feathers. Such chaos, they thought. And many a peahen turned their regal plumes away.
But the young peacock was undaunted. For in his sporadic feathers lay worlds of energy and stories untold. Curls of tales and circles of adventure offered far more to a young bird than well-coiffed tail feathers.