Wednesday, 13 November 2019

Bird

These illustrations are made to the song Bird by Grand Salvo.

I am a bird
With pretty peppered wings
And green across my throat
Or maybe it's more
Like emerald from the sea

Caught in a storm
Wings tired and torn
I sheltered in a tree
And everything did dance
As if the world was mad

Then came a groan
Like tendons and bones
Were torn and cracked and split
The tallest of them all
The river caught its fall

He was a man
With heavy gentle hands
He used to feed me grains
Pecking from his palm
He'd fill my head with praise

Then like a grub
Becomes beautiful
He disappeared and then
Came back as a bear


Oh, I never saw
Magic before
I know I will again
But until then
I'll wait my one
Until the day you come

Now he's a fish
And I can't be with
Him so I'll wait instead
Where the river ends
I know that we'll meet there

So now all I do
Is wait here for you
At this great ocean's edge

Coz

I know that you'll be
A bird the next time
That we meet

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo.......

Robert Walser with an umbrella

Gouache and poster paints on paper, 29.7 x 21cm

gravel

I used some small pieces of gravel from my parents-in-laws' backyard to make these brooches.

Graham (my father-in-law)

Bev (my mum-in-law)

Jon (my husband)