Monday, March 8, 2010

Mourning Dove in Sycamore


While spending delicious hours exploring the riverbank and actually doing some trail running... and sitting quietly until the rhythm of my being matched the river and I felt at one with the trees and ducks... I saw a mourning dove. Quiet in a sycamore that stood in bleached and shadowed contrast against the blue, blue sky. 

I wasn't sure why she captured me until I drew her. The style looks a little too simplistic, but I had to be abstract enough to portray what I saw.

7 comments:

Becca said...

To those who care to know, the mediums are oil pastel and India ink on white paper.

Melanie Beiler said...

I'm no artist, or art critique, but I love it. It has soul. :)

Kurt Willems said...

That is a great picture and deeply moving contemplation... thanks!

Becca said...

Thanks, Mel!

Thank you for stopping by my blog, Kurt!

Carla said...

Beautiful.

dean said...

I wouldn't say too simplistic, it has much minimalistic elegance. very nice.

Becca said...

Wow, you guys make me feel accomplished. ;) Thanks for the kind reviews!