"The artist...is also a born adventurer. His explorations, unlike those of a tourist, are rewarded by the discovery of beauty spots unmentioned in the guide books, and with tireless curiosity and an exceptional proneness to wonderment, he will come upon objects of remarkable interest overlooked or even shunned by more disciplined observers."

Augustus John, R.A.

Saturday, 21 March 2009

Signs of Spring

Male Dunnock singing from the top of the conifer at the bottom of the garden. Sketched from the kitchen window this morning before breakfast. Not the most colourful of birds but its understated plumage, a subtle combination of warm browns and blue greys is worthy of closer study. I drew the pen sketch first then changed to pencil and washed in the colour.


Keith Tilley said...

I'll look out for these in my garden. I've a feeling they are about, but I may be confusing them with sparrows.

Stuart Brocklehurst said...

Hi Keith,
At this time of year they will be fairly obvious. They have a loud song, not unlike that of a wren, which they sing from some high vantage point. The resident male in our garden sings from the conifer at the bottom of the garden. Then moves closer to the house, sings for a bit from the top of a Silver Birch and then flies into next doors garden and sings from the top of their fence. Quite a regular circuit.