This is a drawing of a female Cardinal I did recently. She appears to be making a nest in a backyard in my neighborhood, often she stops by to say hello. Using pen, ink and watercolor I was able to capture one of her moods as she stood close by, it is always exciting to catch her appearance and draw her.
Today I am sharing my words thru my paintbrush and paint.
In Flight is a watercolor that I painted that has since sold. All of my work at this time is one of a kind. I wanted to create another similar piece from this but I have found it to be unlikely to happen. An original is just that. I am reminded by this observation how fragile life is. We can not recreate much of anything. Our words and actions are one of a kind originals, which is something I think is worth pondering.
When I visited this Raven at the Grand Canyon I did not know how he differed from his friend the Crow. After watching and researching I found there wasn’t much difference. Because drawing was my priority, what I choose to retain was the Raven has a larger beak and the sound that she makes is a Kraaa rather than a caw.
Today as the sun was rising I caught a glimpse of a sweet small bird hiding in a tree. Her stillness and demure prompted me to bring my pencil to paper and draw. I caught only a minute of her before she flew away and left me on my own to finish. I thought to myself sometimes we just don’t want to be seen.
This morning while sitting outside with coffee and sketch book in hand I heard a tweet. Tweet, tweet and then again another tweet. For the longest time I watched and waited to see who would claim this sweet entertaining sound and then it was gone. I detached and stopped looking and just as I did a beautiful hummingbird flew in front of me tweeting me a song. It happened so quick that my drawing is from memory only.