Sunday, May 23, 2010
From dark to light
to morning from night
Where sun and moon swap shifts in the sky
and each little star says its goodbyes.
The cold of my toes
Slight warmth on my back
That first little chirp starts a creschendo of cries
And each little bird spreads its wings and it flies
Goodbye to the night, wipe the sleep from my eyes.
Watercolour pencil, white gouache, watercolour paper and text from an old book. My interpretation of the concept 'early' for 'Illustration Friday'.
I hope you too have woken up well from your dreams!