The backyard is transformed – refreshed as if it’s been washed green – after a week of early Autumn rain. So here’s a selection of photos celebrating the new green – colour inspiration!
This week, a sketch and an update on the Tawny Frogmouth nest.
The chicks are loosing their ‘wonder-fluff’ – clouds of white feathers are replaced by an underlay of mottled grey. Dad has given up sitting on the rapidly growing babes.
Above you’ll find a preview – an early version of a new card illustration inspired by the pair of hungry ‘white clouds’ in the nest outside my window. Who could resist drawing these chicks? See photo below. Related Blog post: The Waiting Branch, One or Two?
A pair of Spring Tawnies last appeared in my Post The Waiting Branch when I discovered them in front yard trees. Tawny Frogmouths are often overlooked or unseen because of their branch-like camouflage and ability to stay still. So it is a privilege and a delight to find this pair – to observe their quietly steadfast nature, their watchful protection. And wonder, how many eggs are in that nest – one or two? Insulated from the growing heat, the first Spring storm by an owl-like bird “more closely related to nightjars”. The larger, slightly russet male roosts daily on their nest – a handful of sticks resting on the flat fork of a branch in a paperbark tree, only four to five metres off the ground. The female – a silent sentinel – perches on one of a few favourite branches in a neighbouring tree . I have watched the nest since its discovery and in the fourth week have been rewarded with the sight of a chick – like a cloud of fluff with a beak and an eye. Photographed below, mimicking Dad – tucked low under the Tawny’s wing, …
What is so alluring about tiny things? I’ve found myself repeatedly making them, and drawing them – literally, as thumbnail sketches. But why?
pair of tawny frogmouths in front yard trees – wildlife on the edge of suburbia.
For me, as a book illustrator, engaging the reader is all about story – the visual story that fills the space between words within a text.
Melody of Spring, a colourful unfurling, awakens the brush. ©Annmarie Scott 2016 Written in response to The Daily Post prompt.
Ink sketches – like seedlings in the garden and blossoms inspired by snapshots on my phone