The sparkling autumn light is stunning. From a painter’s point of view is more interesting than summer light. I find it ironic that there’s less light around but its better quality, from an artists’ point of view. I still have not adjusted to the clocks going back last month, and I am still waking at 5 -5.30am!
The Rosses is a region in the west of County Donegal, Ireland. The name comes from “Ros”, the Irish word for headland. It’s a barren but beautiful landscape, studded with a myriad of lakes and inlets of the sea.
As a painter, I feel that I have succeeded if I my work can provoke an emotional reaction.
My walk to Whiteford Point. This is seen by many as the wildest and most remote part of Gower, on its furthest northern tip.
Shadows were my first love. They still are. It’s hard to find any painting of mine without blue/mauve/purple/brown shadows. When I get hold of an idea I can get quite obsessive about it. Lately, it’s been early morning light.
A series of landscape paintings of Gower peninsula, where I have started to apply my “Urban minimal” rules.
Tenby has very a special place in my heart and I visited Tenby recently on a bright winter’s day for some artistic inspiration.
My adventures in Fall Bay and Rhossili, Gower in mid winter. I find that the water is very cold.
The Fins hate it, the Russians have done away with it and the Chinese and Indian have never bothered with it. So we do we?
Part 2 of my liost of deceased female artists, as suggested by fellow bloggers.