Really, her birthday began last week when Margaret Atwood retweeted Clare’s latest illustration from a series of prints based on The Handmaid’s Tale. This began a flurry of activity over on Clare’s blog and a few sales, including a beautiful triptych of Handmaid-inspired images to an Atwood reader in Canada.
So, thanks Margaret Atwood. But your gift to my sister was a difficult act to follow. Difficult to prize her away from the stats page.
Instead, I offered her a strange, little beast.
I made her a bird out of wool and wire and clay. Clare is an illustrator who loves to draw birds. So this is a bird to sit on her shelf, a bird to watch over her work while she hatches her plans.
It’s a birthday beast only I would fettle. And I would only make it for my sister.
If our bizarre star-breasted friend has taken your fancy, I am available to take commissions for similar birds, beasts and beauties. Obviously, not exactly this one, as it is now sitting in Falmouth, guardian to a fully-grown little sister. It’s looking out to sea, thinking that the Cornish waves glint just like a disco ball.