“Do not despair at the stars’ distance. Listening to blackbird music is to bridge in a moment chasms of space-time.”

R.S. Thomas, The Blackbird

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Birds can embody the spirit of a place, decorative, familiar yet otherworldly. They are flash of movement, the sign of irrepressible life in a sometimes still, timeless landscape.

Magpies have been a joy to paint with their perfect tuxedos and dazzling jade black feathers, squabbling and spying amongst branches. They seemed to be everywhere in autumn and I always catch myself counting ‘One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy………………’once I counted 15 -but the rhyme doesn’t go that far!

Blackbirds have been a muse, their modest appearance contrasting with the extraordinary beauty of their song. More recently it has been the flock in flight that has captured my attention and imagination; the incredible synchronicity creating beautiful patterns and tessellations.

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