I captured this image on a foggy October morning on Lopez Island, Washington. It was eerily still, and the fog blanketed the bay. Kingfishers zipped from tree to tree, squawking as they flew. This great blue heron stood perfectly still in the shallow water just offshore. I thought to myself how utterly focused the heron appeared, at the center of his own universe, the rest of the world swirled about him madly — but he was the still center, waiting, watching, breathe in, breathe out.
I rendered this piece in my studio on Canson Print Making Rag. I used a mix of pastels — softer Sennelier pastels for the background fog; and harder-edged Prismacolor pastels for the foreground.
