Who’s Watching Whom

On a favourite trail climbing up through woodland, a shadowy movement through the trees made me turn my head. Almost hidden among the foliage, in silence, the raven sat perfectly still, watchful and wary as our two terriers explored below. I paused, the raven and I acknowledged at each other, and I moved on, leaving him to keep vigil over his woodland court. Please note: Minor variations are possible, as a result of the technique by which reduction prints are made, and are what makes each print in the edition a ‘unique art piece’.