White Sea landscape pt.122 x 16 cm Graphite pencil, paper 2019 I check the mist nets. Finding noting, I settle upon a rock beside the White Sea. An eagle visits me from time to time. It doesn't chase after ducks; it just flies, relaxed, and roosts on a similar rock. Just like mine. The clouds move in to blanket the mountains. They disappear. I feel the rays of the sun on my face. The tide moves out, calling the birds. I am interrupted while drawing this piece by a common ringed plover, who stopped by next to me. I watch it for an entire five minutes. It abruptly flies away, leaving me with its bright fly call. It is time to check the bird nets. |
