purple swallow

As I promised earlier... I'm posting my new paintings as they are done. This week I'm really busy with finishing paintings....and don't have much time to sit at the computer, but I thought I post this fast.

The bird was inspired by a Hungarian children's poem which is one of my favourites. I've tried to find a translated version of the poem, but I couldn't :( and I'm really not good at translating poems. So I guess you just all need to learn Hungarian ;)

So here's the poem:

Nemes Nagy Agnes: Lila Fecske

Piros dróton ült a fecske,

piros dróton lila folt,

mert a fecske lila volt.

Ült a dróton egymagában,

ibolyaszín kiskabátban,

lila volt a háta, szárnya,

földre hullott lila árnya,

gyufa-vékony, lila lábon

álldogált a piros ágon,

lila volt a szeme csíkja

lila, mint a

lila tinta.

Április volt, jött az este,

meg sem mozdult az a fecske.

Április volt, április,

én hagytam ott végül is.

Lila csőr,

lila toll,

most is ott ül valahol

size 6"x8", acrylic on canvas

IF: flying

This is a submission for Illustration Friday's topic "flying". I did it with watercolors which is not my usual medium therefore it was really challenging. This was my second try and I'm still not satisfied with it. :(  I tend to overwork watercolors and of course that kills the nice transparent affect. Anyway, it was a good practice and I really needed that. When it was finished my 9 year old daughter came up with a very cute story for my illustration:

Once upon a time... on a warm fall day, a little boy gathered up tons of maple leaves. The little boy always thought about how it felt to fly. The leaves were so cozy that he fall asleep in the pile of leaves. When he woke up he noticed that he was a tiny leaf! Then all of a sudden a big wind blew him away and he was happily laughing that he could fly like the wind. The End.