“A bird majestically gliding through the sky captures my attention, all else fades into nothingness. Seemingly without a care in the world it almost floats to a nearby tree where it perches and waits. As if knowing I am starring it turns to look at me, not threatened by my presence but almost content. Its gaze passes and finds something of more interest, suddenly dropping from its perch plummeting to the ground. In pursuit of something unseen by the human eye it dips before turning and flying upwards again. Flying off it departs. I am left in a trance wondering what it saw and where it might go now. Then an artwork comes to mind aching to be drawn. These moments are frequent and necessary, they are my inspiration.”
Meaghan Roberts