Do you remember the magic of tadpole hunting? Well I do. This piece is all about the amazing times when you were so young that you found the magical moments in the world.
I can remember when we were lucky enough to find a small puddle of water where the frogs had left their little babies and we would carefully collect some and take them home in their own water. Then with some serious home decorating you would make a wet wonderland of rocks and plants for them to swim around. The rocks were for the time they would magically emerge from the water and start to do their frog thing and have somewhere to sit. Then you would wait anxiously for their little legs to grow and their tails to disappear and finally turn as if by magic into frogs and of course, jump away. Then you got do it all over again !
This painting was selected as a finalist in the Lethbridge Small Scale Award.
This piece is one of my new explorations into watercolour, ink and oil paint. Painstakingly applied layer upo
Keywords: green, blue, silver, watercolour, oil, ink, forest, trees, landscape, original art