I just looked back on my post for New Year 2020, only to discover that I posted a picture of a frosty morning sunrise; a view of our garden down to the little apple tree where the birds feed. This morning, it was just the same, a beautiful sunrise, with the light filtering through the trees and birds feeding beneath the apple tree. I…
We have a pheasant, in our village, we call call Philip, who trots about from one garden to another and even takes walks along our street – he is quite a star. I am trying (again!) to capture him crowing which is a wonderful flurry of feathers and sound. Here are a few attempts in ink and also the start of a larger piece…
This week the weather steadied – snow bedded deep and days were cold. The whiteness is wearing and we’re all tired. I ventured out to meet my friend Sheila who was painting nearby, but mostly continued work in the garden. Along with my usual pen and watercolour, I changed to oil paint on board for the first time in a long while. I felt…