Temperature inversions on the low lying land behind Southport causes mist to hover in the morning. The fields drop because of the drainage, but the buildings and roads remain at their original height on their foundations – well most of the time – so you see buildings and roadside trees popping up like figures in a mirage surrounded by haziness.
This view is from an early morning outing I did at the end of April and from which I’ve already posted a number of paintings, around 6 I think so it was a productive morning although I paid the price as my bike got a puncture and I had to walk the last 4 miles home.
This view allowed me to play around with some textural work, something that I am experimenting with watercolour at the moment.
I decided to work up a couple of paintings I did as plein air sketches and posted a few weeks ago. I was a bit disappointed with the results and am trying to work out why I feel this way. I think this one could have been done with more textured foreground and less of the ploughed field although I do have a problem with the large amounts of green that that might produce.
This second one might do with increasing the contrasts but again I am concerned with masses of green. I will leave both in the studio and mull over them whilst I get on with something new.
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Another view of the lane that cuts across the moss behind where I live heading inland. Many a car has finished up in this ditch due to driver inattention. I love the misty light in the mornings here, probably caused by temperature inversion on this low lying land. The road seems to roll out to infinity in the blinding light.
I suppose that this could be me on the bike, but the guy sped past as I was gazing at the scenery. This is another view from the set of paintings I did after an early morning cycle ride in April – other paintings have been posted over the last few weeks. I added the sheep for a bit more animation, but apart from that it is pretty much as it was – a magnificent morning, well apart from the puncture and the walk home.
With some better weather of late I at last got out to do some painting last night. I cycled inland a little way and painted this 17th century hall and farm which stands by the Leeds Liverpool Canal. The canal is hidden between the foreground – a field of broad beans – and the first row of trees/bushes. I sat on a mound of stinging nettles where I think I left my palette and to round it off I got another puncture. The joys of painting plein air.