I happened to be in the street, in Bedoin, France when this shepherd, with his stick, walked down with his flock and dogs. It was the sound of the sheep that attracted my attention but as soon as they had passed I knew I had to get the sight down on paper. I also knew that I had to work at breakneck speed as I should not get such an opportunity again and he and his sheep were moving fast towards the bend in the road; thus the furious lines that that do little more than give the impression of the flock.