That eye transfixed me and the tissue paper-layered feathers made me think first of a caveman's pelt.
Ooh, some kind of deep texture.
Then at home I spied some bubblewrap, just hangin'....with sunlight glinting through it, and I was off on eskimos and ice. Amazing what connections our brains make. Just catching those micro thoughts as they speed past is the tricky bit, I think.
So I started to play.
The bubblewrap looked like bubbles in frozen ice. Particularly with some marbled paper that I once did, tucked behind it.
The 'pools' are some Procion MX dyed paper. It can give such lovely deep colour.
Big bubblewrap or small....? In many ways, I liked the big bubbles better as they seemed less uniform and therefore had more energy. But they really bulked out the sketchbook (curses!).
I realised that all that ice was making me feel a bit scared and I tracked it to a feeling of nagging fear at being trapped.
I added some eyes. Maybe they were always in my mind from my first response to the bird that came my way as my inspiration image. I got even more scared when I saw that little face, trapped not far, but in the end too far from the waterhole.
I needed something a bit gentler colourwise though, I thought. So I dialled back on the marbled paper to a calmer selection of colours.
But those terrified eyes still stared from under the thick, unyielding ice.....
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