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New work, new materials, new season, new moon, new morning, new new new.
Same drawing as 5:05PM this time in colour. Chalks and soft pastels on black card.
A remarkable thing is the human foot. Also quite exquisite naked of its flesh. I have a fascination with feet. One theory explains such a fascination with having spent a large amount of time in infancy being at foot level with our caregivers. At such a vantage point they become mythical and unfathomable in their importance. Inscrutable and bewitching.
Chalk on card.
A quick sketch done this afternoon when blood sugars and other things were low.
It perked me up nicely.
I am bird nerd. Always ways always will be. A good portion of my life is spent just looking out the window studying their activities. Not a minute of it a waste.
They have dismantled the house across the road where the pigeons were nesting, I knew the day would come. They were bold and held on till the end but they have moved on now. Their home of many years is nothing but an expanse of sky between two walls. I still see them flying though. A swathe of silver circles the rooftops before ducking and dipping out of sight. A marvel that lifts my soul each and every time I catch it.
My dream is to one day have a house with a garden and in that garden there will be a tree with a bird or two or three or more.
Birds mean home to me. I want them to take me with them. Home.