The name Haun means proud rooster.
The grand kids call me Roo.
I doodle on napkins, moleskines and best of all Cheap Joes Kilamanjaro watercolor paper. So you see, Roo doodles.
Everything in nature seems to speak, sometimes there are those who crow the loudest. Roosters appear in every land even in and out of Biblical history. They grace storytelling and folklore, they wake the farm, become icons and logos. They are the characters and caricatures. My German name Haun does not mean Lionhearted or silversmith, it means roosters or fowl. Some say, proud rooster.
I don’t paint lions or even do well at saying between the lines. I have stayed with the roosters. Every now and then a shrimp pops out and I am working on some… wait for it… Cows… Moodoodles.com is on the drawing board… But I am waiting for them to come back home first.
Roodoodles are simple whimsical, witty, some times sane and thoughtful, most times wise and confident paintings. Roosters brighten this life.
They remind us to wake up, stand up, listen up and hold up the truth. Some one loves roosters, Someones mother loves roosters, Some where every family has a story.
