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Split pomegranate
The radish frenzy is over (do I hear a sigh of relief?), so I’ve moved on to pomegranates. It’s all about seasonal fayre here so I have to paint what there is about. Of course, without those disgusting chemical preservatives, it all goes off quickly but it’s far better for you even if it does have to be doused in Milton.
Blue plum
Afternoon. Well, I say blue but these plums from Pakistan are a sort of blue red but let’s not split hairs. It’s quiet here at Chapel Cottage but it means lots of painting. If you are nearby on Sunday, come down to the Bell Plantation where a newly formed art group SouthNorthantsArts are having their inaugural exhibition in advance of a new art trail and I will have some paintings there. We’d love to see you and you could have a cup of tea and delicious cake at the cafe.
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Nasturtiums 1
Der der de der der der….that’s the Countdown theme tune in case you didn’t recognise it. Time’s up. Wedding tomorrow and back to Pakistan on Sunday so no more plein-air for a while, I think I may have caught the bug though. Anyway, a jar of nasturtiums took my fancy today and I was hoping for a last crack at those stooks this evening but the sun is definitely absent… We’ll see. I am taking a break from daily painting for the next month whilst I work on some bigger pieces but be assured I shall be painting on a daily basis and will keep you updated. Normal service will resume in September. Have a great August, the wicked month. Excuse the bad photo.
Strawberries
I forgot to blog this one, it sold at Childwickbury,which reminds me…….. The prize draw I ran there has been won by Catherine.ibbott so if you’d like to email me your address, I will pop the painting in the post to you – congratulations. Right, I’ve been in the studio all morning, the sun is shining and I’m off out to paint wheat fields.
Strawberries and spotty jar
It was a long, long, long, long drive home from Provence at the weekend with some spectacular storms over Dover when we got Ukside but boy, was it worth it. Bonnieux, where we stayed, has to be the prettiest village on earth and I just wish I’d had more time to paint. Here’s a still life in case you’re fed up with French landscapes but be warned, there are more.
Mas below Lacoste
The day before yesterday, whilst jobbers and flora were playing cards, I took myself off and found this small mas nestled behind some vines with the hilltop village of Lacoste in the background. I stood there happily for a couple of hours and my only companions were a couple of little dogs who were taking themselves for a Walk up the lane. Later, a lovely family from Dunkerque stopped to chat. I absolutely love painting here! I realise I am in the realm of the master of painting all things Provençal, Julian Merrow Smith. In fact, I’m here because I couldn’t get on his workshop, it was full. Do look at his work, it’s fantastic and he, among others, have inspired me to paint en plein air. Excuse the shadow on the right hand corner.