The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will the poor robin do then, poor thing?
He'll sit in a barn,
And keep himself warm,
And hide his head under his wing, poor thing!
A favourite rhyme from my childhood, brought to life back then by Brian Wildsmith. I was careful only to look back at his illustration after I had done mine. I'll add his soon x
Oil pastels on black card.
From my own photos - various robin photos and a very fluffy baby long tailed tit.
Another childhood favourite was, 'I am a bunny' by Richard Scarry. I have other Richard Scarry books which I also love, but didn't realise until I drew this that this was also his.
I really wanted to be this bunny when I was little. The book shows what the bunny likes to do in all the different seasons, it taught me to enjoy spring flowers, lie in the grass and watch the insects and birds, to chase and be chased by butterflies, all sorts of lovely things; ultimately once snow has come , to curl up in my hollow tree and dream about spring.
'And when winter comes,
I watch the snow falling from the sky.'
Oil pastels on tinted paper
