Recently I decided to do a series of very quick sketches inspired by my local walks with the dogs. Next I thought about translating a serene feeling I always have when walking at that location, the trees dangling branches in the stream and the winter light. The result was my oil painting above, painted in 3 hours. I hope you enjoy looking at it and the sketches.
Enjoy your day.
It’s been a very strange year of many ups and downs and I apologise to everyone who follows me, likes my blog and enjoys reading my posts. I promise to make 2019 the year when I pen my poetry and get painting again. After one of our beloved Border collies died suddenly last year, the arrival of our Slate merle pup in early spring and Skye, our surviving blue merle having a Stroke, I wondered whether life would ever become calm again.
However, Storm is a year old now, pictured above, and has a lovely nature; she gets on really well with Skye and has helped Skye get over her Stroke by assisting with her physio!
We’ve had lovely holidays in North Norfolk walking along the Coastal path, across the salt marshes and on Holkham beach and I have enjoyed a few hours here and there to paint.
I hope you like my photos and my watercolour painting of the cheeky robin who visits my bird table every morning. I have designed a Christmas card, so he can be enjoyed by friends and family.
I wish you all a warm, peaceful and jolly Christmas and the best of luck for 2019!
XxX
White pillows
Float into hollows, nooks
And burrows.
Aspen and willow,
Stark, dark: sinister
Whispering sharp wind
Billows.
Lichen hillocks.
Holly and blackthorns
Creak under laden leaves
Dripping icy nature’s tea.
Flirty flurries settle on warm cheeks
And tiny beaks.
Woodland Wildlife seeks solace
From fizzing blizzards.
Winter lakeside:
Grey pools binding
With silver speckled rinds;
Threads and reeds surfing
Across leafy waves,
Warmed by gentle waves.
Winter is hanging on, but I like its inky beauty and sparkling surprises.
A cold wet winter day is ideal for sketching in the Studio, remembering bright wintery walks.
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The sky darkens
Inkblots spread
Creating ghostly shadows
Swallowing the land.
Creatures hide Iin hollows
As spectral crossbows shoot
Icy arrows.
Suddenly white wings sweep
Across the shadows;
Golden breath blows
A magical rainbow of
Sparkling light.
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At first light,
Floating thoughts sink into
An inky stillness.
Tiny tapping on the windowsill
Greets us and the skies gently brighten.
‘Bee-ilicious’ colours or favourite ice-cream flavours;
Fine feathering and watercoloured waves
Awaken dreamy seas and clouds tinged with flames.
Even though bitter winds can make me cringe:
Tears fall like salty streams.
Dancing kitten tails, ginger tinged,
Soft and kissed by sunshine beams.
I love this time of year when the sunshine peeps through the charcoal trees, lighting up the beautiful Hazel catkins and dancing on the trees. Sometimes taking a photograph can be challenging when it’s cold and windy and I have to sweep away the tears!
Majestically, a heron
Poises like an alabaster statuette.
When a ripple in the water
Takes his fancy,
The handsome heron
Dips quickly into the
Silent, sunlit pool.
Flipping his catch
Proudly, he moves from his patch
In a dash,
With a glinting flicker
Of feathers,
Singing in
The wind.
Frost temporarily preserves
The landscape in fine sugar dust:
A lustful feast.
Crusted tufts of wind whipped grasses
And rusted busts of proud seedpods,
Languish in a spangled frozen sea.
On rough textured tracks, puddles
Like mystical misted mirrors,
Creak and crack as sunshine
Seeps through apricot pillows
And weeping trees.
The dogs and I thoroughly enjoyed our frosty world of spangled surprises, apricot skies and mystical mirrors which creaked as we walked through our local countryside in rural Bedfordshire. Captured in every breath and every step this temporarily preserved moment was truly magical. Enjoy.
