Having painted now over six weeks, I have worked on a series of pictures exploring local and not so local beaches. I have painted from photographs mostly, but now I can see a definite style emerging. Acrylic allows for mistakes and change, and I am constantly lightening areas and repainting. Altogether I love seeeing howContinue reading “Happy Place!”
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Splash on the Shore
Foam glistensIridescent,Blown on the windOf salt sprayShards of light Play on the crests of the wavesLike moths to lightDogs runIn and out In free abandonChasing the tideCatching the best of the day.
A Summer Lament
Summerlike flowers fadesDays shortenTime ebbsLike the retreat of the tideMemories are snatched with velocityDesperate to eek outFinal afternoonsImpromptu walkscoffees drunkIn favourite cafesWith favourite friendsWild swimming at any opportunityBig skiesOpen spaces Dogs running freeThe chance to be ourselvesUntil…We pack Our lives neatlyLike clothes in casesTo begin againIn ordered fashionOf timetable and routine. Lamenting what wasHolding theContinue reading “A Summer Lament”
Along our Coast
Rugged and strikingPastel huesMerge on the windWith salt in the air Free like brushstrokes paint This liminal place
Late Summer
Straggly borders and faded flowersDrawn through with tangled weedsLike lampposts sunflowersLean to wind and rainZinnia spikes a sharp vermilion hueFighting with soft pink of hollyhock juxtaposedYellow rudbeckia – too sharpNote madeStraw coloured calendula floatsamidst a Hazy mist of cosmosHeights and stature changeGrasses shower seed A profusion of tall perennialsThe final flourishEnding the firework display.
Morning
After a summer of rain – at last a lovely day! The sky is stretchedIn effortless flowThe land cradled in thefolds of the hillsShrill notes of birdCut the stillness of airAll is restoredThe earth sings its song.
Learning to paint – a whole new adventure
Summer is practically the only time I can paint. I have to be in the mood and once there need to relinquish everything else as it becomes all consuming. I booked myself on a two day course for the first time with South West Art back in Spring. I sourced a portable easel second handContinue reading “Learning to paint – a whole new adventure”
Morning
Glimmer of lightA haze of drizzle on the windA gardener’s morning.
Lament of Rain
Clouds scud Blackened skiesVeil the sunWith coarsened threatLament of rain.
Windrush
In a world where Winds rushAcross the globeTornadoes spin across the AtlanticWhirl with centrifugal forceThe jet-stream snakesAn arch of whiteAnd black meets white And white meets black Colours that merge Against the brilliance ofThe western skyA painted picture of glossOver a stained undercoatSmart suits and cases Tell the narrativeA thousand hopesOf streets paved in goldTurnContinue reading “Windrush”
Ruth Partridge 