This is the wall, pieced hand-dyed cottons, on which Mr. L. languishes in the glorious sunshine.
Mr L. before he has his scales on – I used Inktense watercolour pencils and Caran D’Ache neocolors, setting with heat, to colour the white cotton on which I drew him.
Many, many haphazard button-hole stitches later and he has his scales!
Although it cannot be seen from this angle he has the most enigmatic smile which adorns his face much of the time.
Willow met him on her way to where she doesn’t yet know … he was basking in the sun … she half expected his smile to remain whilst he faded away – reminiscent of a certain Cheshire cat.
I have long had a thing about Lizards – can’t quite remember how it started. At some stage I know they represented for me the ability to grow despite loss, grief etc. Now in this context Mr L. will guide Willow through this particular part of her journey. Lizard may also be a dream guide – who knows.