Another in my series of water colour doodles.
All afternoon a blackbirds sits in the cool of the lime tree overhead and repeats the insistent and complex sentences of its song. Close too it is almost deafening.
Outside The Compasses a young woman has her sunglasses pushed up above her forehead and over her hair so that thetwin lenses resemble some form of head gear, a hat or what is called (though now scorned and out of fashion) a fascinator.
3 comments:
Like your blue bird doodle.....
you've reminded me of a time i stood next to a statuesque disco queen in a bus queue in brighton at six in the morning, two hours before sunrise ... and it was a couple of minutes before i noticed that the snowflakes were beginning to settle on her false eyelashes and on the versace sunglasses she had perched on top of her lacquered coiffure
Love the watercolour, Joe.
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