I have been thinking about puppets recently and you know how it is, when you have something in the back of your mind, you tend to see related things everywhere.
Down the lane towards the reservoir there are two lost gloves. They have been there for a couple of weeks now. Someone will eventually take them but for now they have been put on the top of two adjacent posts.
I sketched them on Friday.
A5 sketchbook and pen
It was very windy and in the wind the loose woolly fingers flapped, silently gesticulating to each other. They look as though they are having a silent conversation.
and then a small watercolour..
The Lost Gloves … talk to the hand ….