He’s a seagull. The most overlooked bird on the planet. And somehow, he’s the most confident thing in the room.
I didn’t plan the attitude. I was just playing, looser than usual. Folk art energy, inspired by my boyfriend’s Funky folk art . And then I looked up and thought… oh. My little buddy has a whole personality!
He’s standing there, chest out, feet planted, looking at you like… what do you want. No apology. No performance. Just… here I am.
Nobody stops to really look at a seagull. They’re everywhere. Easy to walk past. Noisy. Scrappy. Easy to dismiss. But put one on a canvas, give him a little space and a soft blue background, treat him like he matters and suddenly you see him differently.
He’s not trying to be an eagle. He’s just a gull, standing in his gull-ness, being ridiculously himself.
You don’t have to be an eagle to deserve your space. Showing up, unpolished, a little awkward, exactly as you are … that’s already enough.
He’s available, small 5×7, full of himself, looking for the right wall to own. DM me if he’s found you.
