Big hills and bearded reedlings
You can make your own jokes up about that one.
Last Friday saw me taking a road trip over to Shrewsbury for a United Artspace workshop. When I first made the decision to throw myself into becoming a full time artist I joined their online programme. This time it was an in-person event planning for the year ahead.
I was part of a wonderful, supportive group of people and we all learned so much.
I’d always struggled setting goals – thanks to Michelle, the founder and owner of United Artspace I was able to realise that it’s because my motivation isn’t things, it’s feelings. Armed with this knowledge my house is now full of paper and calendars, plans and ideas for the year ahead. I realise I’ve been neglecting my sculpting in favour of creating the small critters so I need and want to get back into it this year.
The day after the workshop and four of us had a hike up The Wrekin, where there’s a special tribute built from the tiles created by local school children at the top. The messages were really profound and we were even treated to a kestrel hovering at the summit.
The Sunday, back at home, I decided I needed another mini-adventure so off I trotted to RSPB Old Moor with the big camera.
I was enjoying how close the brave robins were getting when I had a chat with a fellow twitcher who informed me of the bearded reedlings making an appearance over by the reedbed hide. Well I wasn’t going to pass on that opportunity!
After hanging around for a bit I was rewarded with not one but two little bearded beauties in the reeds. Well I was chuffed to little mintballs. I even managed to get a couple of half-decent photos to remind me of the wonderful encounter. I think it might be time to start looking at sculpting these cute little chappies….
