Sunday, 16 July 2017

Gorleston Man and Jackdaw

I moved to rural Norfolk with my family from the West Midlands when I was eleven and started secondary school in the nearby town of Gorleston-on-sea. In one of the lanes down to the harbour was a talking Jackdaw, it would hop along the crumbling brick walls, looking at you with pin sharp eyes, saying 'hello'.
Working with this memory I have been sketching in my favorite medium of 'terrible quality' watercolour, gritty ones that leave a residue. I am loving pulling memories out, to play with, like a forgotten toy box.

1 comment:

  1. Memories are the best source of inspiration, very successful!