The quiet music of gently falling snow



After a weekend struggling with the usual monsters, thinking that this year I would have to apologise to Help Musicians, say that they would have to use an old design because I couldn’t draw, had no ideas, can’t paint anyway, I quietened. I went to bed with half an idea and let dreams take me. I came up with a much quieter image than any other previous design and unusually it came fully formed with its own title, The Quiet Music of Gently Falling Snow, and then I went about the business of playing with rhythm and harmony in colour, shape and design.

Yesterday I was much distracted by a Russian company who are using my work and that of many other artists for fraudulent purposes. More of that later. Trying to maintain a sense of calm music in the mind I listened to Robert MacFarlane talking about The Holloways and The Wild Places on the wonderful archive of Hay Festival. And this morning I went for a short walk in sunshine with cats and dogs before breakfast.

tongue longflowercatbreakfastThe summer grass is grown long in the warmth with rain at night. And I am lost in gently falling snow.



Painting the snowflakes over the image the brush made the hushed noise that snow falling in a quiet place makes.



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.
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5 Responses to The quiet music of gently falling snow

  1. John Ward says:

    wonderful sense of cold in that picture: the hunched hare, I think.

  2. audrey hetherington says:

    Love the sketch, the silver birch, the tent and the pennants, the parasol and the musician in the beautiful coat , the hare and the lion. It’s wonderful and peaceful, I love it all.

  3. I love the hunched hare. I love that the party with full on music is still there – out of sight in the tent. And someone steps out to catch a different sort of music. Magic.

    Me, I am going through those cycles of making and doubting and pressing emails that want photos sooner and I am doing as best I can with a bad shoulder and having lost time to losing my brother. But it is coming together. A bit of madness to try something complicated when I could have done easy. But then it wouldn’t be me and I would regret succumbing to the easier path.
    Perhaps I should walk with a dog when it all gets a bit quieter. or barefoot when I am thinking about the next work about a man who ran barefoot and won the marathon for a continent.
    Sandy in Bracknell

  4. Anita says:

    Such a lovely card–they will love it! It has a lovely breathless feeling.

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