Aristocratic Trees

Here's another attempt at using colour with my pen and ink work. I think it's coming on better than my last attempt, which I'm considering filing in little pieces in the recycle bin.


I don't know why but I'm compelled to make blue trees at the moment. Almost ice trees. Well I do know, or at least I analysed my own impulse - I think it's to do with wanting to thaw this creative hiatus I'm stranded in at the moment. The will is still there, but there's so much interference - both my own and external forces.


Or the blue tree is like a rare vein, like those in an Elizabethan portrait, a rare blue vein of freedom.


And here's something I picked up from a few weeks ago. A tangle of colour that I'm not too displeased with.