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Wednesday, 4 July 2012
My 5 Favourite "Panoramic" Prints
My "Panoramic" sized prints are the response to being asked for longer format images suitable to be used as a focal point or "statement piece" over a mantlepiece or a sofa.
These prints are 30 x 60 cm (unmounted size) and are sold window mounted into iv
ory coloured board for £95. They
are also available ready framed here at Crown Studio Gallery.
1 Beech Woods
orthumberland has a number of stands
of beautiful beech trees- often where ancient
beech hedges have been partially removed and the once regularly trimmed beeches
have been allowed to develop into full sized trees. In other places
once-coppiced trees have grown into a dense tracery of multiple trunks and
interwoven boughs. Underfoot the woodland flo or is as soft and springy as the most
luxurious carpet, the multiple layers of shed leaves giving an added bounce to
one’s silent footsteps. The iron ochre reds and warm russets of the fallen
autumn leaves catch the winter sunlight and sometimes look almost scarlet.
2 Foxgloves in Summer Sunshine
I’ve painted this stand of trees with their stately foxgloves a number of times, because it looks so different depending on the intensity and direction of the light. In this diffused summer sunshine, it has a drowsy, dream like air, confirming it in my mind as the perfect setting f
or Shakespeare’s “Midsummer Night’s
I’ve always loved the sculptural, almost architectural f
orm of foxgloves. The rigid, upright
stems are surrounded by delicate bells of cochineal pink or white, with pale speckled throats
and deep inside, as velvety and soft as bubble bees.
3 Springtime Bluebells
I’ve painted these bluebell woods many times because I love them. When the bluebells are flowering, the trees are just developing their fresh Spring leaves, which are a vibrant, and still translucent, green. This canopy of new leaves allows a soft emerald light to filter through to the ground below, creating a lush, almost magical environment, unlike any other time of the year. Add to this the sight of swathes of azure bluebells with their heady perfume and you have the most wonderful sens
4 Harbottle, a
5 Waiting f
or the Next Leaf to Fall
These trees stand on the steep banks of The River Coquet in Harbottle where it carves its inex
orable way behind the castle and
village. This was an October day when the leaves had turned an unusually rich
variety of oranges, russets, peaches and yellows. As it was very windy I knew that
there was a risk of the leaves being ripped from the trees and all those
colours disappearing overnight. So I went to sketch and take photos to use to
paint from. After a strong gust very nearly pushed me into the river, I decided
to w ork further across the field in the
safety of the sun bleached grass.