A painting of a stall at Stroud market covered in colourful bottles. The sunshine has illumated the bottles and the sneezing stallholder.
I am just going to post the photo of this woodland oil painting, it seemed to take all week to paint. I kept rushing out to take photos of the woods in the glorious (but worryingly warm) February sunshine we had early in the week, so I sort of lost my usual rhythm with the painting. Still, I doubled down and worked hard and I am pleased with the final result.
Paints represent a sort of non-verbal language for me. I actually find it hard to put into words how I feel about paints. I have a “feeling” in my stomach and I want to wave my hands about a bit to express those feelings. I don’t know if other artists are like this. I see colours in life and think of the paints I might use to represent them on the canvas. This blog is about a particular shade of blue.
My painting of Bunbeg, Donegal. I liked the reflections of the clouds in the shallows, I thought it made for a dramatic composition. I thought the rain clouds also gave a better sense of the mercurial nature of weather of Donegal.
There was an island just across the turquoise water from Cruit Island. It was dotted with houses, some clearly derelict, others in good order. I didn’t know it at the time but this was Owey island.
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.
This is the first woodland painting I have done for quite a while. This is a section of pine woods called Canisland Woods, near Parkmill, Gower.
Following on from my last post about the inspiration behind my latest cow paintings, here’s my painting of “Sitting bull”.
So I was inspired to revisit the subject of cows in my painting I decided to use this approach, changing the background to look like a studio setting, to give the painting more of Renaissance feel.