As a corollary to the previous post on autumn, here’s one of spring with its clamouring surge. It started in some watercolour doodlings I posted a week ago and I liked the pose of the lower daffodil so thought I would do a quarter imperial painting and see how it came out – though I prefer my first version of the bottom daffodil – always a peril when repainting a subject. I have tackled this approach a long time ago, though it didn’t turn out as punchy as this one.
Looking at it as I write, the mass of blooms at the top remind me of a flock of hungry seagulls scrapping over scattered bread. OK, in my world seagulls can come in yellow.
I bought some daffodils for the house and later, whilst cleaning, stood the vase on a worktop in front of a window and thought that it might make an uplifting painting.
I decided to crop the flowers to give the feeling of them bursting out and filling the frame. As usual I had a tussle with shading the yellows and I had hoped to get petal shapes in the background by creating some negative shapes, well, I tried, but I did manage to get a little movement there that, I think, adds to the energy.
Having just got back from New Zealand and Australia I realise that one person’s spring is another’s autumn. But for me the excitement of spring is almost palpable, watching the garden burst into flower and blossom.
I wanted to try this painting again, having sold a copy, which is on my website grahammcquadefineart.com. I wanted to get the mass of flowers looser and less defined without losing the identity of daffodils. However, it seems my old pedantic self regained the upper hand and although a little looser I couldnt fully shake free.
Maybe the change will be slower than I thought.