On the Way to the Foxes Wedding it Began to Snow

Each year I paint a Christmas card for Help Musicians. The Quiet Music of Gently Falling Snow began as cards painted over about seventeen years, and became a book.

This year’s card is late as I have had so many other things to do. This blog post is a photo essay of its progress.

First, sketches.

Then, draw out, and paint.

Trying not to dip brush in tea.

Almost done. Need to do something else for a day or two and let the snow settle.

This year’s card is dedicated to Tamsin Rosewell who works at Kenilworth Books, who works tirelessly to connect readers with writers and illustrators, paints a fearsome bookshop window, works really hard to try to bring about a fair wage for authors and, understanding the importance of authors and illustrators in the book industry lobbied to bring an award at the #Nibbies ( British Book Awards) for an Author and an Illustrator of the year ( This year’s were awarded to the wonderful Axel Scheffler and the marvellous Philip Pullman). And also because she loves music and foxes.

 

 

About Jackie

I am an artist and writer. I live in a small house by the sea in Wales where I write, paint, walk and watch and dream of bears and whales. I love to read, have a wish for wings and prefer the company of animals to that of humans, though at times I can be quite friendly. I am learning how to work with wood engraving tools and hoping to show that you can teach an old dog new tricks.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

9 Responses to On the Way to the Foxes Wedding it Began to Snow

  1. Bernie Bell says:

    I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – you’re a bloody marvel!
    Some lucky people are going to be getting those cards from me, this Christmas.

  2. Barb Rogers says:

    Thanks so much for this series. I know how hard it is to stop the creative process to document it…it’s not at all like setting up a video camera to record it. You had to stop, put down brush and pick up a camera and look at what you were photographing each time. Of course seeing the beauty that you created step by step is so enchanting…almost as much as the actual finished piece. I’m so glad you shared it here in blogland!

  3. Stuart Hill says:

    I love watching your pictures grow into being from first sketches to the finished painted form. Made me want to sketch out this:

    PARADE
    A parade of parasoled foxes,
    angels and hares,
    musicians and geishas,
    and music
    carved from the thoughts of the wind,
    that have blown
    over undulations and ululations
    of hillsides and valleys
    and then caught
    in a bright net of notes
    and hauled into glittering sight
    for the listening ear to see.

  4. sigrun hodne says:

    How wonderful to be able to follow you through the process, and to catch a glimpse of your sketchbook 🙂
    And what a beautiful result – a marvelous card!

  5. Anne Dunn says:

    I love the butterfly Hare x

  6. Kathleen Dore says:

    So deeply moving – I feel like I’m watching a divine act, something magical. I was so moved by it last night, watching the creation of the creation, that I felt wordless, which had me reaching for words, which is okay, too. I’m no poet, but I give them back to you because I’ve enjoyed this blog and your artwork and words for so long. It should be reciprocal. A little offering in thanks.

    Lanterns lit, held aloft
    spilling silk liquid light
    onto the winged ones – hares, and wild women.
    Foxes follow on tiptoe
    footfall hushed by snowfall.
    A drum beats, held to a heart beat,
    and lutes strum a strumming, strumming
    Wait for me don’t wait

    We emerge,
    drawn by a Divine mind
    dressed in transparencies
    wardrobes of water coloured by clay.
    And no words can say
    What I want to say
    Stay with me don’t stay

    Even the snow melts
    one day.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *