I did a drawing in my sketchbook a couple of months ago of a dead crow that Husb and I found when we were out walking and this week I developed it into a drypoint etching. I scratched the image into a paper drypoint plate and printed with black drypoint oil-based ink, partly onto handmade tissue paper with gold leaf as chine colle. I made 6 prints so it’s a very small edition, but you won’t get many more from any drypoint plate. I’ve called it a murder because the collective noun for crows is a murder. And it’s dead.
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You’re killing me with all your good work 🙂
hahaha I’m sure you’ll survive 🙂
Amazing piece! Love the gold on the tissue paper.
Thank you 🙂
Crows do tell each other – I’ve seen this myself when I lived on Gower and my next door neighbour shot a crow that woke him up every morning by shouting at him from the tree by his window. Next day hundreds of crows arrived and sat on every tree and fence and stayed there, in complete silence, for three days and nights. Spooked? We were.
Wow, that’s amazing.
Fantastic
Thanks 🙂
If the crows sang at a high pitch would it be Murder on the High Cs?
Hehehe
Wonderful… I love it! I also love crows!
Thanks. I found the poor thing very lovely in death
You’ve captured that perfectly!
The evidence from this photo clearly shows that it was the artist, in the conservatory, with the gold leaf that did it. I have my eye on you.
Also, don’t mess with crows. They’ll tell the others (no, seriously, look it up) and you’ll be marked literally for generations.
Ooer!
My father used to play this as a game with us. Venery?
Great print!
I’ll have to check it out:)