Watercolour, pen and ink
330 x 230mm
I felt good, at ease with the world on a lovely spring morning, and this is how I pictured the natural world waking up. Rather like Antigone says in Jean Anouilh's play: "How lovely the garden is when it's not thinking of men yet."
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