Wildlife (British) : GILLIAN TYLER (Born 1963)

THE LOVE SEAT by GILLIAN TYLER

THE LOVE SEAT

BAT by GILLIAN TYLER

BAT

FANTASTIC MR FOX by GILLIAN TYLER

FANTASTIC MR FOX

SO   VERY QUIETLY   HE CREPT NEARER AND NEARER, AND WHAT HE SAW MADE HIS WHISKERS QUIVER WITH EXCITEMENT by GILLIAN TYLER

SO VERY QUIETLY HE CREPT NEARER AND NEARER, AND WHAT HE SAW MADE HIS WHISKERS QUIVER WITH EXCITEMENT

'WHY DON'T YOU START TO PAINT NOW, THIS VERY MOMENT?' FEATHER ENCOURAGED HIM. 'IF IT'S YOUR DREAM, THEN TRY IT' by GILLIAN TYLER

'WHY DON'T YOU START TO PAINT NOW, THIS VERY MOMENT?' FEATHER ENCOURAGED HIM. 'IF IT'S YOUR DREAM, THEN TRY IT'

THE LITTLE RABBIT NO LONGER FELT THE SLIGHTEST BIT RESTLESS. HE FELT ONLY JOY AS HE PAINTED EGG AFTER EGG WITH COLOURFUL PATTERNS by GILLIAN TYLER

THE LITTLE RABBIT NO LONGER FELT THE SLIGHTEST BIT RESTLESS. HE FELT ONLY JOY AS HE PAINTED EGG AFTER EGG WITH COLOURFUL PATTERNS

PIPKIN SIGHED DEEPLY. OTHER RABBITS ONLY THOUGHT ABOUT FOOD AND WATER, BUT NOW THAT HE HAD THE OLD MAN'S HAT ON, HE TOO WOULD BE DIFFERENT by GILLIAN TYLER

PIPKIN SIGHED DEEPLY. OTHER RABBITS ONLY THOUGHT ABOUT FOOD AND WATER, BUT NOW THAT HE HAD THE OLD MAN'S HAT ON, HE TOO WOULD BE DIFFERENT

THE OLD ARTIST HELD A ROUND BOARD IN ONE HAND. ON IT THERE WERE BRIGHT BLOBS OF PAINT ARRANGED IN A CIRCLE. IN HIS OTHER HAND HE HELD A BRUSH WITH A FURRY TIP by GILLIAN TYLER

THE OLD ARTIST HELD A ROUND BOARD IN ONE HAND. ON IT THERE WERE BRIGHT BLOBS OF PAINT ARRANGED IN A CIRCLE. IN HIS OTHER HAND HE HELD A BRUSH WITH A FURRY TIP

THE NEXT MORNING, THE OLD MAN'S GRANDCHILDREN CAME TO VISIT FOR EASTER. HE TOLD THEM TO SEARCH OUTSIDE IN THE GARDEN FOR SOME SMALL BUT PERFECT TREASURES THEY COULD EAT by GILLIAN TYLER

THE NEXT MORNING, THE OLD MAN'S GRANDCHILDREN CAME TO VISIT FOR EASTER. HE TOLD THEM TO SEARCH OUTSIDE IN THE GARDEN FOR SOME SMALL BUT PERFECT TREASURES THEY COULD EAT

FROM THAT DAY ON, PIPKIN BECAME AN ARTIST. 
FEATHER TOOK GREAT PLEASURE IN LAYING EGGS FOR HIM, AND AS THE STORY GOES, PIPKIN IS STILL PAINTING IN THE OLD MAN'S GARDEN by GILLIAN TYLER

FROM THAT DAY ON, PIPKIN BECAME AN ARTIST. FEATHER TOOK GREAT PLEASURE IN LAYING EGGS FOR HIM, AND AS THE STORY GOES, PIPKIN IS STILL PAINTING IN THE OLD MAN'S GARDEN

'PAINTING EGGS   WHAT A LOVELY IDEA,' SAID THE KIND OLD MAN. HE PICKED THEM UP ONE BY ONE AND LOOKED AT THEM CLOSELY by GILLIAN TYLER

'PAINTING EGGS WHAT A LOVELY IDEA,' SAID THE KIND OLD MAN. HE PICKED THEM UP ONE BY ONE AND LOOKED AT THEM CLOSELY

'AND HERE IS SOMETHING ELSE,' HE SAID, AND HE HANDED PIPKIN A SMALL FLOPPY HAT, JUST LIKE HIS OWN. IT FITTED PERFECTLY by GILLIAN TYLER

'AND HERE IS SOMETHING ELSE,' HE SAID, AND HE HANDED PIPKIN A SMALL FLOPPY HAT, JUST LIKE HIS OWN. IT FITTED PERFECTLY

'TAKE SOME OF MY EGGS,' SUGGESTED FEATHER. 'THERE'S A BASKET FULL OF THEM UNDER THE TREE. JUST LOOK HOW PERFECTLY WHITE AND SMOOTH THEY ARE,' SHE ADDED PROUDLY by GILLIAN TYLER

'TAKE SOME OF MY EGGS,' SUGGESTED FEATHER. 'THERE'S A BASKET FULL OF THEM UNDER THE TREE. JUST LOOK HOW PERFECTLY WHITE AND SMOOTH THEY ARE,' SHE ADDED PROUDLY

'LOOK, FEATHER. IT'S THE OLD ARTIST,' HE SAID.
'IT'S STRANGE THAT HE NEVER NOTICES ME COMING AND GOING, EVEN WHEN I TAKE ONE OF HIS CRUNCHY CARROTS OR HIS TASTY CABBAGES.'
'THAT'S BECAUSE HE IS CONCENTRATING,' ANSWERED FEATHER by GILLIAN TYLER

'LOOK, FEATHER. IT'S THE OLD ARTIST,' HE SAID. 'IT'S STRANGE THAT HE NEVER NOTICES ME COMING AND GOING, EVEN WHEN I TAKE ONE OF HIS CRUNCHY CARROTS OR HIS TASTY CABBAGES.' 'THAT'S BECAUSE HE IS CONCENTRATING,' ANSWERED FEATHER

ONE SPRING MORNING THE RAYS OF THE WARM SUN TICKLED THE WHISKERS OF A SLEEPY RABBIT CALLED PIPKIN by GILLIAN TYLER

ONE SPRING MORNING THE RAYS OF THE WARM SUN TICKLED THE WHISKERS OF A SLEEPY RABBIT CALLED PIPKIN

A COLOURFUL WISH by GILLIAN TYLER

A COLOURFUL WISH