Yesterday I had almost nothing to do.
Somehow, I also had no spare time, and as on many occasions before, I painted myself into a corner. I was down at the Hutt River estuary and encountered this white-faced heron. It seemed to be sulking, or perhaps it was meditating. Either way, it was alone and crouched among the rocks on the riverbank.
In the evening, I was doing some still life for a commission, and made use of some knickknacks around the house and experimented with various light sources. First, a sandstone sculpture from a fair-trade shop.
The second item is a statue of Francis of Assisi. It was gifted to Mary by a much loved cousin who died a few years ago. Like its donor, this statue has character.
*La Belle Dame sans Merci – Keats