Like the kite my sight Is sharp and on the air With flair I soar And shift and twist to show My colours caught by The golden glow from far below
And like the otter in cold water I roll and glide Down slippery lime green slimy slide Between two elements With natural ease No one else to need to please
And the haunting oyster catcher’s call That fills the wide blue sky From wall to wall with tuneless song Where I belong Between the sea and pebbled beach and sky A painted brushstroked flock Behind, within me, my ear and hand and eye
Do you remember those little brown books? Hard backs with shiny slip covers, or perhaps the slip covers came later. I remember the soft suede feel of the boards. Dainty pastel roundels of our woodland friends.
Nidderdale and swallowtail laundry maid hedgehog in a bonnet. Running down the green swathe. Rabbits in waistcoats with tall pointed ears. Defiant against the landlord.
And bold red Nutkin with the fluffy tail. Memories of a fifties childhood. Arcane springboard for a lifetime passion for our small wild neighbours who share this shrinking Earth
I have been away from home, visiting family and being a Granny in Wales, for two months, as well as a ten day break in Portugal
So I’ve been away from my studio and not painting
During the last couple of weeks I have begun to crave paint and canvas. So I bought a few materials from local shops and made these two small works on the floor in my daughter’s spare bedroom. In between visits, and in between layers, they’ve been drying in the shed.
My bedroom at my daughter’s home has sliding doors out onto the garden, with views into the trees beyond. And a view out of the side windows to a stand of Scotch Pines. From my bed I can see both dawn and dusk through these trees.
The paintings are not at all a representation of these photos of views. In fact they have more of an essence of a walk in the woods. I even embedded a fern leaf in the paint, removed it the next day to leave its impression, then rolled over it again with more layers.
However, some of the colours are there. A friend of mine said of these two latest pieces that they were a return for me of a ‘confident enigma’. I like that
These 2 are each 60cm square and have undergone a change of heart, or a facelift or a renaissance! Formerly they were darker and mostly orange and quite ‘loud’ with a title to reflect that mood : ‘Tolerate chaos’- the title taken from the 10 well known painting rules of the Bay artist, Richard Diebenkorn.
Now they are calmer and paler, with a new title, ‘Formerly chaos’, perhaps with a nod to us being in control of our moods along with our palette if we so choose!
These 2 are a bit bigger, at 80cm square. They have had a similar transformation using a pale palette of pale ochres, yellows and some very pale blue. Their former title was ‘Oceans, a tipping point’ – part of a series of 5 canvases. They haven’t got new individual names yet
Thus one is ‘Musing’, also 80cm square plus frame, painted 2 years ago on my furst residency at Stiwdio Maelor in Corris in Wales and then exhibited at a group show at Terre Verte Gallery in Cornwall. Home now from her adventures
These 2, ‘Sunshine 1&2’ have also just returned from Cornwall and are also each 80cm square plus frame