The Wee Burn
Let me start by giving a very fast translation of the title of this blog. I am sure you all know the Scottish word for small is the word wee. Burn in Scots has two meanings, the normal one meaning to set alight and burn with flame the other mean a little river. So anything really not large enough to be given the name river we call a burn. When I was young I remember getting my fishing net and heading off to one such burn to fish for minnows.
Yesterday I retraced my steps to the wee burn. My, how it had changed. There were trees where there had been no trees before. I saw no sign of children with nets trying to catch minnows though I did catch sight of a few of those. If I had just had a net.
It was not so warm yesterday but I still determined to do a small quick sketch. I could then go home with the sketch and another memory to put in my little magic box. (To learn about my magic box see my other blog).
The place was already full of memories for me so I opted to try and portray this seen as fast as I could trying to capture feeling rather then reality. I opted for the abstract approach. I can hear all you pencil lovers laughing. Yes I know layer on layer.
The finished product is very haphazard and has a very unfinished look to it. Maybe one day I might turn it into a full canvas abstract, in the meantime it made me feel good as I walked away to head home.
This blog is linked to my other. The Empty Box