Lost – David Wagoner

I’ve been doing a short course on illustration, one night a week. It’s been a welcome escape and break up of a weekly routine. There was an activity where we had to illustrate the following beautiful poem. Below is my take on the piece. I used ink on watercolour paper.

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Lost
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree of a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest know
Where you are. You must let it find you.

– David Wagoner

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I’m trying out different comic strip styles lately. I’m liking this one I just finished working on for its mixture of hand-drawn and digital colouring. I often appreciate art with a minimal colour palette and so enjoyed limiting myself here.

This is a personal one, mostly to do with feelings of grief and displacement in our strange world.

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