I've always rather liked Seagulls; but less so these days because they make a nuisance of themselves. There are far too many of them, and no-one does anything about the problem. But generally they are very attractive and atmospheric birds.
My good friend Jan says 'she has no problem spotting one of my paintings because they always contain Seagulls, or a Shotgun, or both'.
This large painting shows the waves, Brighton pier, a few Gulls, and a stormy sky. I rather like it as it reminds me of a certain period in my life, when I had a wonderful studio and was still exhibiting and selling work.
As a child going to the sea, it wasn't only seeing the sea that was exciting, but seeing and hearing the Gulls too. They were an integral part of the scene.
These days the Gulls have become a menace. They swoop on children eating Ice Creams, or old folk with their bag of chips. They nest on the roofs of houses where they hold dance-parties in the middle of the night. They poo everywhere, and (I'm certain) aim their poo at people and house windows. They are very accurate.
They also always sound angry; with us or themselves, I'm not sure.