
Another image from my painting, I feel that Winter is a time which has its own beauty, with metallic light and frost coating the delicate twisting branches of the trees, and the pink pale copper of the twilight. The silver birch looks particularly beautiful ,so I made her into a maiden. Not quite sure how the tiger leaped into the painting, or the hare. The flow of the paint suggests the way to go on my paintings, if I gaze long enough, I see the light or shadow hitting the paper and a pair of eyes, or a profile appears, and the person or animal emerges. I can however answer exactly where the harlequin came from, a walk in South Park and the diamond shapes just like the harlequin costume on their trunks, and my silver birch maiden needed company.