One winter morning when I was out on a walk, I saw a Mandarin drake in distress. He was pushing around a floating log looking object. Turned out that it was his mate. A female Mandarin that has tucked her head between her wings and went to sleep. It dawned on me that he was as worried as I was that she might be unable to wake up. He pushed her even more, flapping his wings, dunking her in water and bobbing his head on her, trying all his might to wake her up. It went on for a good 10 minutes.

Just when I thought all hope was lost, lo and behold! She woke with a fright. Wings were spread wide and she swam around like she just had a jab of adrenalin. The drake was obviously over the moon. He too began the flap his wings, bob his head and quacked triumphantly. Then they swam away together. This had to be the most heartwarming thing that I have seen in a long time.

I knew I had to paint them.