In Praise of Chickens

2020 is summed up by the word chicken for me. Just before lockdown I bought two from the farm up the road. Enter Bunty and Jinty. Red, next doors hitherto quiet cockerel (I didn’t know they still had one) soon appeared cock-a-doodling joyously on the fence and pretty soon there were chicks. Gorgeous, fluffy, miraculous chicks. 

My previous encounter with chicks was on a school trip with the nuns to Greece in the 70’s. It was Easter. Chicks were being sold on street stalls in plastic see through eggs with little air holes in. I bought one and called in Henrietta, after one of the nuns, which led to an encounter nun wrath.

Any ex convent girls out there will know that nun wrath is not a pretty sight! Red faced, shaking with rage, after a lot of furious berating, Sr Hen pinched me hard telling me to cry and dragged me back to the stall to return dear sweet Henrietta and get my money back. Naughty me, I am still laughing.

Most of 2020 was spent building things for chickens, a chicken circus of ideas to amuse (me mainly) plus attempting to keep the hens from escaping their field, finding them escaped, bribing them back home, drawing them, watching chicks grow and generally marvelling at these wonderful, generous birds that used to be worshiped and are now treated so miserably so often in our society. 

Now the chickens are in avian lockdown. I didn’t mind me being locked down but felt mighty miffed at Bunty, Jinty, Barbie, Cindy and Action Man’s liberty being curtailed. No more running around the paddock for the cheerful chooks.

Have you ever seen a chicken run? They’re comical and chickens are much more obedient than my dog, Maisie, which wouldn’t be hard –  the chickens actually come when I call. They are now enclosed in a crazy sculptural run made from an old poly tunnel sliced in half, lengthwise and attached to the side of my house with a tunnel to it from their existing roost.  Looks mad, but hey ho, it’s temporary and works and was free to make, entirely constructed with someone’s chucked out stuff. 

So, whilst I marvel and feel somewhat in awe at how others have embraced online teaching and learning, online exhibitions, online meetings and somehow found a new way forward via online and I haven’t and feel like a Luddite and a bit lost with finding my way forward in the new paradigm, I want to start 2021 in praise of chickens, because they really did keep me amused and busy all year, and I’m truly grateful for that. 

Here is a small selection of some chicken art made in 2020 …

2021 – Let’s make it a clucking good one!

Happy New Year

Love Kirsten and the chickens xx

Chicken Love, Chalk Paint on Board by Kirsten Harris
Learning to Fly by Kirsten Harris
Black and White print available
Chicken Rhythms by Kirsten Harris Chalk Paint on Board
Bunty, Chalk paint on board
Chicken Halloween by Kirsten Harris
Print Available
hawser
The Chicken Circus by Kirsten Harris
Chicken Thumbprints by Kirsten Harris
Watercolour on Paper
I love you by Kirsten Harris
Chalk Paint on Board

www.kirstenharrisart.co.uk

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