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The Owl on Wheaten Wing

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The Owl on Wheaten Wing


A signed limited edition art print A3 sized, 297 x 420 mm (including a white Boarder)


Actual print size 260 x 260 mm


This signed limited edition print has quality deep rich colours and is on 300gsm cotton perlino art paper. Yum!


(50 available prints only)


This is a 'painting' made using collage techniques from the words of the famous Northamptonshire poet John Claire. His words have been meticulously used to create collage techniques that reveal lines of poetry and can be read within the picture.


My inspiration comes from nature and the local environment of lakes, rivers, a woods where I live. This painting shows the old mill that once stood at the village of Bozeat with an owl silently flying past in the moonlight. The words of the poem add a bit more magic to my imagination and allow you to see into the world of the poet and me - the artist!


The Poem collaged into this painting:


Evening


by John Clare


Barn door fowls have gone to bed

Though the sun is two yards high

Ere it reach the top lands head

That takes days lamp from out the sky

Now the horses round the cribs

Brouzes o'er the coarser hay

While the ploughmen comb their ribs

'Till the evening wanes to grey.


Then the boy with speach all hoarse

Mocking the echo in the wood

Brings the cows from their green close

That in the hovel chew their cud

Now the owl on wheaten wing

And white hood scowling o'er his eyes

Jerking with a sudden spring

Through three-cornered barn hole flies.


The sun is sinking low and red

A coal turned dim from gazing

Among the oak-trees goes to bed

And sets the woods a blazing

The dewy leaves will quickly drop

And daylight close his eye

And labours rustic sounds will stop

'Neath evenings quiet sky

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