The Little Deer Painting

You walk among the tall trees and barely think of them — until a flicker of movement between the trunks sharpens every sense. Something is there. Suddenly your leisurely stroll is interrupted by the oldest feeling: you are not alone, and you are being watched.

Mostly they dart away before you know what they were. But now and then comes the rare encounter — a creature just feet from you, breathtakingly present, and then gone, as if it could dematerialise at will. It leaves a strange longing behind, a wish to call it back.

This painting is a souvenir of one such meeting with a young roe deer. I'm lucky to live near the forests; each early spring they come into the fields to feed, and we stand and look at each other for long minutes. I always wonder: in those deer eyes, am I seen with the same awe I feel?

An original painting. Signed.

Jolanta