When I was a very young girl my grandmother did a watercolor of a group of birds on a wire. I always loved that painting. This is my rendition of her idea.As I was painting the little blue bird (6th from the left) it was snowing very hard. Something it doesn't often do in central Texas. A flock of bluebirds came to feed on a berry bush outside my studio window. It was an incredibly stunning moment. (See BELLY FULL OF BERRIES above)
I love these birdies!
ReplyDeleteThere is joy unspeakable in this painting. Such variety. The colors are captivating. The whimsey. If God does, indeed, know even about each sparrow - how He must smile when he looks at this painting. Joy. Joy. Joy.
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