Emma watches very intently out the window.
She doesn't seem to hear me when I call to her...
It is as if she is under some kind of spell.
It is the spell of the Crow.
Look how close they are Emma!!
So sturdy and black, not a feather out of place.
These crows are eating dry kibble set out for them. Soon they will set off
to roost in trees for the night. This one shows the posture a crow takes
just before lifting up into flight.
While the crow is fast asleep, other birds are awake and
embrace the night skies.
The mysterious Nightjar.
Seldom seen, they blend in with their surroundings and
are motionless on the forest floor. From dusk till dawn they fly though
the air at night, scooping up moths and other insects into their wide
gaping mouths. What a spectacle they must be...swiftly soaring mouths
in the dark sky, followed by large shiny eyes!
I've been working on this watercolor painting here and there as time allows.
I enjoy working on pieces that require more time and dedication in between
freer, more spontaneous drawings of pen and ink.
Like the nightjar, this kind of painting require stillness, and patience.