This seems to be a good year for Goldcrests, I have been coming across them almost every day the last couple of weeks. Yesterday, on a walk in my local park I found a flock of five feeding on the bare branches of a sycamore. They often hang from branches, looking for invertebrates in the small cracks on the bark. One left, calling, and the others one after another followed suit. I am starting to be happier with the results of my drawing tablet now, and I am quite pleased with this little beauty.
In the darkness of the conifer canopies where goldcrests live, their raised, fluffed up crests glow like little suns. A few days ago I watched a couple of these tiny birds, the male with more orangey crest, the female more lemony yellow, whistling and displaying their erect crest to each other in my local cemetery, a behaviour I hadn’t seen before. I took some photos, but they were underexposed and blurry, although captured the bird posture, and I could use them to draw today’s sketch. The goldcrests seem to float where they are perched like astronauts in a spaceship, their thin feet holding onto the twigs so as not to float away.
This tiny, ever moving bird is a challenge to photograph. It is very acrobatic, climbs up tree trunks, hangs upside down from think branches, or feeds hovering in front of conifer branch tips. An early painting in the tablet, from a couple of years ago.