Showing posts with label Watership Down. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Watership Down. Show all posts

Monday, 10 June 2024

the dark warren

 

 
 
Watership Down
a fragment
 
Fiver gazed back at him with eyes that, like a fly’s,
seemed larger than his head. ‘You think that,’ he said.
‘You believe that. But each of you, in his own way, is
thick in that mist. Where is the '
 
 

Friday, 19 April 2024

Watership Down / fragments

 

  



—Hazel, like nearly all wild animals, was unaccustomed
to look up at the sky. What he thought of as the sky was
the horizon, usually broken by trees and hedges. 

[...] ‘Dandelion, get down!’ He said. ‘What are you
sitting up there?’
‘Because I can see,’ replied Dandelion, with a kind of
excited joy.
‘Come and look! You can see the whole world.’

 

Watership Down, Richard Adams

 

 

Saturday, 13 April 2024

not snow but white petals

 

 
Rabbits / Watership Down
 
fragments / digital artworks 
not snow but white petals
Fiver & the Cherry tree
 


 

Wednesday, 3 April 2024

In the wood

 

 

“From the moment he entered it the wood seemed full of
noises. There was a smell of damp leaves and moss, and
everywhere the splash of water went whispering about.[...]
 
[...] the night breeze stirred the leaves; here and there a dead
twig fell. And there were more sinister, unidentified sounds,
from further away; sounds of movement.“
 
–Watership Down, Richard Adams

 




Sunday, 21 January 2024

until we reach the hills..

 


 "Hazel waited in silence and after a time
Fiver said, slowly and expressionlessly,
'But we must go on, until we reach the hills.'
His voice sank and became that of a sleeptalker.
'Until we reach the hills.[...]'"
 
—Watership Down, Richard Adams