So long ago, I was standing in a forest of sunflowers, listening to their leaves rattle in the breeze as they basked in the sun. Tournesol. Follow the sun. As the season stretches they dry and turn brown, until they droop their heads like wizened old men, forlorn in autumn’s damp. But in high summer, they are still vibrant and flashy, green and gold against a blue Poitou-Charentes sky. Their golden heads stretch as far as the eye can see in this part of France. Along the verges are smaller strays that struggle to thrive in the parched ground, but they are joyful nonetheless. I can’t wait to be there again, one day.
Spread the sunshine. This image is available as a greetings card – handmade in limited quantities, left blank inside for your own message. £4 each, three for £10. Free delivery.
After the frenetic activity of Open Studios and art-working for Hungerford Summer Festival, it’s good to be just drawing again. It’s so easy to lose the basic skills because of other projects – for me this is where it all starts so I am now visiting life drawing workshops whenever possible, as well as trying to keep my sketchbooks active.
On this dismally grey August day I am missing the brightness of this painting. It was sold at the HADCAF art exhibition and now hangs on someone else’s wall. Better unpack the acrylic inks and get cracking!
Such a good feeling – when something in a scene makes you want to paint, and then someone else gets it enough to want to buy it.
This was the first iteration of a view in Lancashire that I have since painted in acrylics – Lancashire Patchwork II. That version is currently on show at Sandham Memorial Chapel with Open Studios. This one has gone to a new home.