Out of the dusk a shadow,
Then, a spark;
Out of the cloud a silence,
Then, a lark;
Out of the heart a rapture,
Then, a pain;
Out of the dead, cold ashes,
- John Banister Tabb
Father Tabb and I certainly don't share a philosophy, but if you're not familiar with his poetry it's definitely worth a look.
This week's Illustration Friday prompt is spark, and frankly this was just me making a free-form mess while watching television last night. I have a tendency to be too literal when I'm doodling since a lot of it's for work and whatever plant or animal I'm working on has to look like that plant or animal. I figured I'd just wing this one, though, since no one really knows what a phoenix looks like anyway.
In the light of day this one looks more like it's wearing a black tutu than anything.
Yeah, you can't unsee that now, can you?
The paper I was using was far too thin to take watercolour, but I actually kind of like the way the wrinkles scanned. Sort of like rays of light and dark.
Lucky accidents are fun.