These drawings are from a book I loved as a girl and always wanted to illustrate. These are the seven wicked sisters whose vanity knows no end.
"She looked and saw standing there a lady with a long yellow dress, a fan held in one hand before her face. One arm was behind her back and the white fan was held against her face just under her dark eyes. Her hair was black and her skin was so white. On a brass plate fastened into the frame at the bottom was the name: Mavis."
—From "The Wicked Pigeon Ladies in the Garden" by Mary Chase
"She was in green silk, striped with blue satin. Her hair was red. Two little curls hung from either side of her face. She held in one hand a white teacup with a gold rim. The brass plate beneath her said: Cleo. One arm was behind her back."
—From "The Wicked Pigeon Ladies in the Garden" by Mary Chase
"Constance was the next one. Her cheeks were pink and her hair was brown. A black cape fell from her shoulders to the floor. It was lined with red over a long red dress. In one hand she held a white rose. Her other hand and arm were behind her back."
—From "The Wicked Pigeon Ladies in the Garden" by Mary Chase
"Next was Lucrece. Her dress was purple with tiny silver stars. She was holding nothing. The fingers of one hand touched the stones of a necklace at her throat. The other arm was behind her back."
—From "The Wicked Pigeon Ladies in the Garden" by Mary Chase
"The next one wore a long white cloak. One small hand, gloved in red, held the cloak together. You couldn't see the other arm. It was inside the cloak. Her hair was silvery blonde and her eyes black. She was Maude."
—From "The Wicked Pigeon Ladies in the Garden" by Mary Chase
"The next one was the most beautiful. Her gown was silver and gold, with a gold sash. Her hair was gold, too. One bare arm hung down by her side. The other was behind her back. This was Sylvia."
"This was the seventh one. She was Ingrid and she was so ugly. Her nose was crooked and her mouth big. Her eyes were small and green and her hair was pale yellow. But the dress was the prettiest yet. It was all silvery and cloudy and billowing and soft green. She wore a green glove on the hand that held the side of her skirt. The other arm, like all the rest of them, was behind her back—almost. What a funny bracelet! Hanging from Ingrid's wrist, on a little gold chain, were pigeon feathers!"
—From "The Wicked Pigeon Ladies in the Garden" by Mary Chase
