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44 x 37cm
Watercolour & ink on paper
January 2026
Crows scare him. Their beady-eyed stares and haughty stalking of the lawns in front of the manor house clutch at his heart.
They circle the trees at twilight, cawing in wide-winged synchronicity. The collective noun is ‘a murder’ for a reason.
44 x 37cm
Watercolour & ink on paper
January 2026
Crows scare him. Their beady-eyed stares and haughty stalking of the lawns in front of the manor house clutch at his heart.
They circle the trees at twilight, cawing in wide-winged synchronicity. The collective noun is ‘a murder’ for a reason.