Walking through the pearl light of morning we found a place where a songbird had sweetened its voice with a fragile feast.
Painting The Ice Bear and inching closer to completion. for a while this will sit in my studio as the balance is not yet right. The area on the left needs to be left light for the text. Until today I had not realised how much it echoes a later piece in the book. Sometimes they find their own rhythm.
Looks like it will be another stunningly beautiful book.
ReplyDeleteBTW, my son now often sleeps with his "Starlight Sailor" :)