Ash Bird

With the logs on the fire on this winter afternoon, we see the hawks and eagles flying above the field in front of the window.
Sun goes down and all seem to turn to ashes, in the deep red sky.
The birds dive into the polders to gather some food and our brush strokes become fireful and deep golden.
 
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and the circle of life spins on its golden wheels...
 
50 by 100 by 3cm acrylics on canvas