When reading this poem I was very much attracted by the words "mist crow" and decided to try something different - I wanted to create something that was soft and "misty" . So I first painted my paper with a thin layer of silver ink and tried to draw on top of that. The original artwork is slightly shiny which makes it very difficult to photograph for the net!!!!!
In German, he is a mist crow, his grey cape
like evenings when sky matches sea,
morning walks that shroud the fields
softened with seed, the hooded sweatshirt
worn thin when the man has scavenged
and gone, his black wings stalking the air
above the car park, his sharp twists
like the slow, dark river beyond.
By Helen Allison
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