Blank is the canvas
You don’t see what I see
I see colour and lines
To be painted by me.

I see animals and nature
But not outside
My paintbrush does the work
That Mother Nature tries to hide.

I am an artist
And I create works of art
I see natural beauty
I paint from the heart.

My paint strokes are my words
They are talking to you
While the colours I use
Show a birds beauty, some yellow, some blue.

While nature is quiet
My art is its voice
For my blank canvas gives nature
A reason to rejoice.

In the giving and sharing
Of a bird or a frog
I can share my gift with you
It maybe an emu, or an owl on a log.

I will take this blank canvas
And give it a face
I’ll let my mind create beauty
Watch nature and art interlace.

N.B – Written for my niece who is a wonderful young artist who loves to paint animals.