Christmas in July
On a cold July day a Scarlet Robin alights on a branch of a silver birch tree. What a contrast his bright feathers make to the bleak winter tones surrounding him. I am reminded of a shiny bauble in a Christmas tree – establishing with his radiant presence a feeling that all is, after all, well.
It is hard for me to imagine what a bleak winter feels like, living in Fremantle.
But I can appreciate what a tonic this tiny creature would be.
Your house must be warmer than my house, Robyn. June and July sure felt bleak to me – especially those day-after-day rainy periods. (Maybe indoor leaks help that bleak feeling.)
Another masterpiece Julie. What a cute little guy radiating such illuminous colour it’s like he’s from another realm.
Thank you! Actually I struggled very much with this drawing. It was on a tightrope between working out or going in the bin. I did everything I could for the former result.
So glad you didn’t give up Julie and so encouraging for me that you didn’t. Knowing that someone at your level can struggle gives me courage to keep chipping away. Thanks Julie ✨✨✨
I am so glad to know that you are encouraged in your own practice by my comments of my struggles. Yes, I certainly do find making art very hard sometimes.
Your little robin really is a bauble – a little burst of joy among the bare branches, lighting up the world around him.
Hello Anna, this drawing hung on the precipice…would I pull it off or chuck it? It hung in the balance for so long driving me nuts. I feel a wee bit fond of it in consequence because of the battle I had with what appears to be a relatively simple piece. It got muddier and muddier so I had to pull lots of pigment off while moaning to the family that art and I are FINISHED! While it isn’t a knock-out, it isn’t (in the end) a total disaster either.