BIRDSONG

The world is coming into being, emerging out of the mist, as the blue bird sings. It is the beginning, an orchestra warming up before the symphony. This happens every day, every moment and it is always new.

Etching and aquatint with hand colouring on Somerset Rag - 100% cotton paper

78 x 36 cm   Edition of 33

Click on image to enlarge or the detail below to see the bird