I did some work on one of my latest sketches. I took my quick sketch (pen & ecoline on aquarel paper) and combined it with a picture of the plants on my desk and some paint residue my children got their hands dirty on. I’m quite satisfied with the result.
It made me think of one of my favourite poems, ‘Pike’, by Ted Hughes (only obviously these are no pikes but kois…). Or maybe it’s because I was thinking of the poem, that I drew it this way… who knows…
But silently cast and fished
With the hair frozen on my head
For what might move, for what eye might move.
The still splashes on the dark pond,
That rose slowly toward me, watching.
From Ted Hughes – Pike