Stack and tangerines
Morning. Not quite over my tangerine obsession but this is the last one…….promise.
Morning. Not quite over my tangerine obsession but this is the last one…….promise.
Two days without doing a daily. It feels a bit like skipping the gym, not that I go to one, but if I did…… So, more framing, board painting and admin. A bit of a bore when the sun is out and the colours in the fields and trees are so rich but come Thursday, I’ll be out painting. Patience, patience. This one is a larger painting which is waiting to go in a freshly painted frame.
I’m back! Back to the relative sanity of the UK where there is no restriction on my movements….yay. Islamabad at present is a sea of shipping container roadblocks and there are protests which have been going on for weeks now. I must say it’s nice to get back to Waitrose too. I have been busy painting larger pieces which is why you haven’t heard from me for a while. Here’s one I did before I left and also, very exciting, a page from. Country living mag this month which has a photo of one of my paintings in my pal’s living room.
Time is slipping away fast and we’ll soon be heading back to Pakistan so I’m painting like a woman possessed. It’s busy in the house with plumbers, offspring and grandma and grandad visiting but I’m slipping away to the studio nonetheless.
Just back from setting up at Childwickbury and…..forgot to take a photo! Will post one tomorrow although, maybe you’re planning to come. Hope so, it’s going to be fun. Here’s one that’s gone on the wall
What a lovely day. However, I have been in the studio all day and about to park myself in front if the TV to watch Mr. Murray. I really enjoyed visiting the BP portrait award yesterday, do go if you get the chance. I also ran (well strolled) over Trafalgar Square to the Mall Galleries to see the society of women artists exhibition which I missed the submission date for. Hope to be in the country to try my hand next year.
Busy packing with just enough time to squeeze this one in. I’d been missing the wallpaper. Sorry the photo is slightly out of focus but you get the general idea.
My lovely neighbour had pointed me in the direction of her flowering cherry with permission to pick some to paint. When I popped in to get it, I found this white lilac so took the liberty of helping myself. This led me to mull over one of those important questions in life: Can the term “scrumping” be used in association with White Lilac? Discuss.
I decided to leave the background on this one, it is the raw umber wash I give my boards so that I’m not painting on starck white – messes with the tonal values don’t you know.
What glorious weather, I hope it stays fine for the marathon on Sunday although I won’t be running…..shudder the thought. Instead I hope to be painting on the Thames with David Sawyer and the Dulwich art group – a lot less exhausting. I’ve just been for a walk up the lane to find our farmer planting which is a great sign as it means that come August, there will be some stooks bathing in the sunshine for me to paint. He is one of few remaining farmers to grow thatching straw or at least to dry it in stooks. Bring it on. Anyway, I digress. Back to spring and some hyacinths.
Look what I found! The place is teeming with sweetpeas. Obviously March is the month for sweetpeas in Pakistan – strawberries too but that’s another story. I convinced the site gardeners that they would grow all the better for being picked which was possibly just in time as it is positively teeming here today and I fear they may not survive the onslaught.