This is sort of a self-portrait with part of a dream or memory attached. When I was about three years old my parents decided that they had to live on a farm. I can remember my Father carrying me thru the yard that was filled with chickens. They were even raising huge monster pigs that were fed corn and leftover cream and milk from a dairy that my uncle worked for. So for some strange reason once in a while when I do a self portrait I end up with chickens from my childhood perched nearby. Maybe it is a New Jersey thing!!