Called Bamburgh Buzzard because I was walking towards the village and castle of Bamburgh when I spotted this fluffly little feather on the floor before me. I am pretty confident it is a buzzard feather, either from a young bird or the fluffy part of a mature bird. So light and fluffy this little feather never stays still in my studio. Just walking past it generates enough air movement to send it whirling into the air, I am always finding it in different places, how it has not been sucked up by the hoover yet is pure luck.
I am lucky enough to be able to keep this feather with me for many years to come - and now someone else can share this lovely treasure in this drawing. It is drawn in coloured pencil, graphite and gouache on white bristol paper and framed in a rustic blue frame to 10" x 8" ready to hang.