crow interlude – 4…

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East Van Crow

As I mentioned there are lots of crows here in Vancouver – and I like them! This one posed for a few photos so I got some good material for sketching. As usual, Tom was able to use my drawing as a springing off point for a clever poem in a hilariously believable crow’s voice.

“Ladies, gentlemen, and all
I do most humbly agree
with your sentiments: my call
is patriotic, strong and free.
Children all across this land
should every day be made to stand
and caw like crows, not sing some bland
anthem, for my voice is grand!
So I bow, performance done
here upon this lowly post
just happy I have made the most
of fading days in autumn sun.
What’s that you say? You disagree!
Then I am off to yonder tree!”

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

Last light – oil painting

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Last light (6″x 6″ oil on gessoed board)

This was a day when everything felt easy. Other times you need to struggle through the process but days like this are a joy.

…and here is a wonderful poem from Tom to go with this painting.

fractured crystal of the sky
scattering the evening light
as the darkness drawing nigh
ushers in the quiet night
to cloak world in winter cold
as lonely souls each other hold
and round the fire a tale is told
of bygone heroes, brave and bold
until the teller silent falls
and voices rise in ancient song
praying winter won’t be long
as the restless crows each call
while the stars come out in pairs
between the angled branches bare

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

crow interlude – 3…

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three crows…

This crow doodle, like the previous one,  is based on crows seen while walking by Trout Lake. They were just doing their own thing, ignoring each other …and us. Seems like Tom picked up on that vibe as well. Once again he has captured the moment and the voice of the crows. Hilarious! Love it!!

We hardly seem to talk these days
Our interests have just grown apart
All I do is stand and gaze
Listening to my beating heart
While Cedric searches on the sand
And Walter in the water stands
Remembering his long-gone band
O life how can you be so bland?
For I recall our wayward youth
Swooping through the endless air
Three teenage crows gone on a tear
In search of love and truth.
Now fellows let us rise once more
For life need not be such a bore!

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

crow interlude – 2…

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Trout Lake Crows

I was crow watching at a local urban park recently. Not sure if the first bird knew it was being followed as they both strolled along the lake edge but something made me think the second crow had some mischief in mind.

Tom’s poem playfully reflects the moment.

Stepping out upon the strand
dawdling in a peacock line
two crows are taking to the land
one ahead and one behind
by the water’s chilly edge
beneath the marsh’s sagging sedge
they walk along the sandy ledge
toward the park’s enclosing hedge
until unruly denizens
disturb their prancing show
up into the air it sends
their bodies as they go
around our heads and to a branch
where again they’ll preen and prance!

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

today’s doodle – two crows…

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two crows joy

For some reason, I was thinking during the week that the next bird in the series needed to be a crow. When I started to look for interesting photos for inspiration, I was reminded of the rhyme “one crow sorrow, two crows joy…” and so of course decided to do two crows – more of a challenge too! I actually did a computer doodle on that theme some time ago (2011!). In any case, I found this fabulous photo (scroll down – it’s the eighth photo in their post) and got to work.

This time, I left the drawing strictly black and white with just a bit of pencil shading – which seemed right for the subject. I had originally thought that it would be 3 1/2″x 5″ like the last doodles I posted but the crows took over the page and spilled onto the margin. Once again, inspired by “Zentangle”… I am pretty pleased with the effect.

UPDATE: New poem from Tom just right for the image as usual – thanks Tom!

We’ve gotta stick together, Bud,
upon this cable’s span
clinging ‘gainst the gusty winds
that blow from Autumn’s fan.

I’ll lean on you, you lean on me
we’ll be OK together
no matter what tomorrow brings,
nor even what the weather.

You’re lookin’ slightly hollow there
your wickerwork’s askew
but stick with me and sure as eggs [*]
you know I’ll stick with you.

Then in the Spring we’ll fly away
and build us nests of gold:
fresh straw and twigs, the very best,
for Fortune’s with the bold

and who is bolder than we two
who cling to this thin wire
up in the sky while groundling folk
stand firmly in the mire?

It isn’t always pleasant here
but ain’t the view just fine?
And when you’re famous-rich I’ll say
you was a friend of mine!

poem (c) 2015 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2015 Hilary Farmer

Happy Halloween!

two crows joy!

Today’s doodle was inspired by the crows I saw while out walking on the “mountain” recently. Today I was watching them call to each other, puffing up with each breath and putting their whole body into each caw. It was actually bright and sunny while I was walking but I thought a grey sky worked better for the doodle!

UPDATE: This poem just in from Tom in the comments – thanks Tom!!

The raucous rhythm of the crows
Adumbrates the sky
Rattles ’round the Mountain, blows
Across the City, nigh

Unto the river wide and deep
That flows into the sea
Between the banks where creatures creep
Through forests by the lea.

Each door-hinge “SCRAW!” with rusty strength
Reverberates beneath
The cloudy sky, across the length
Of woodland and of heath

Until the Autumn leaves are all
Shook loose and fluttered down
Leaving just the crow’s harsh call
Between the sky and ground!

Copyright (C) 2011 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer