I love wolves.
This is my first attempt at painting them.
I haven't seen many wolves in the wild, but as an adult, I have heard their song in the night quite a few times when camping.
As a child, when camping, I had to make a late night run to the privy, and as I stepped out of the tent, I saw a wolf drinking from the nearby creek as his buddies stood by. I remember standing quietly watching them until they moved on into the forest.
This painting is from that memory.
6"x6" acrylic on linen paper