My late Dad was an artist. Landscapes done in oils, on canvas. When I was a young boy, he showed me how his blacks were flecked with reds, and purples and greens. How his greens contained dashes of ochre, browns, yellows.
Maybe that is why I never use dubbing straight out of the packet. Fly tying is art, and I have had influences. Some of them are old influences.
And the mix goes into other mixes….dragons and buggers. I call it the “Ja-Ja”. Yes, yes…its lives in a deep dark tunnel in the bank, but when it comes out, Mr Brown will be waiting for it!
