On a frosty afternoon several years ago I came across six moose all in a row, picking their way through the hoar frost. The dark animals were silhouetted against the pristine blue of the shadowed trees while grasses covered in pure white crystals paraded in front. It was a silent, serene winter moment that has stuck in my mind ever since.
You’ll have noted that there are only five moose in this painting. That’s partly because odd numbers of objects are generally more pleasing to the eye. I worked on the sizes, hues and placement of the moose and trees to make the painting feel balanced, but still direct the eye all the way across the long, narrow space. Somehow I feel like titling this watercolour “Six Moose” just to see how many people notice 🙂