The poem inspired a direct interpretation in the clay of a wee bird among thorns – detail added by drawing in the wet clay and later by adding colour to bring the drawing to life. The poem was also added while the clay was wet. Once framed, the beautiful poem really stands out. Maybe you hear a bird singing nearby in the hedgerows or maybe it makes you think of the freedom to sing even in difficult times.. A sense of hope.
The poem reads..
Among the thorns, a bird sings
For a life is not a sum of years
It dances wild in these barren places
Where love lies
Where you are
The framed piece is 26.5cm square.