This is a sketch from a few years ago which started as an idea about my aunt Sue and became the source for the next punch needle. She had died earlier that year. The sketch has a sad and chaotic feel, although the colors are bright yellow and pink and not usually associated with sadness and grief.

It changed along the way into something quite different once it was translated into a punch needle piece. I don’t know why the bird hopped from the shoulder to the hand but I think it had to do with balancing out the shapes in the composition.