Goldfinch
Mom is slowly, slowly getting stronger after her surgery, there in Florida. Here, the goldfinches are so busy in the fields!
E.E. Cummings's words seem apt for all of us, folks and fowl:
tomorrow is our permanent address
and there they'll scarcely find us (if they do,
we'll move away still further: into now
No one knows about illness and recovery, about painting and aptness to vision, or about flitting from one--which one?--bloom to another. Words can come close, especially if you are a poet like E.E. Cummings.
This small painting is gouache, charcoal, pastel and graphite on paper. Gouache is basically watercolor with white added to give the paint body and opacity. Usually, zinc white is added.
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