The Kestrel

The Kestrel

Circling in the encircling space, Fluttering dancing in immense grace; Squeak and screech in immeasurable joy, Surging surfing never to cloy; Happy up there high and high, To the breadth of titanic sky. (Indira Renganathan)

We’d not long moved home to the outskirts of a village, when this beautiful Kestrel sat on the post outside my office window, sitting patiently while I grabbed the camera and took some photos! Although its colour was gorgeous, the plain blue sky shrieked at me to be changed! The final image was the result of a number of textures and painting.

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