I have noticed that there is less of an appetite for landscape these days. This has come about by observing other people’s superb work languishing in exhibitions. It seems that unless there is a connection with a particular view there is no interest. But I must say I love painting them. This is based on a view I saw looking over a fence in Berkshire the other week. I love the lush foliage and the shocks of light and shade – so I’ll go on painting them even if no one is too bothered.
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I must admit to losing interest in this painting midway through, though I do love the cluster of readers under the umbrella. I noticed that there were a lot of these small libraries on beaches in Normandy, France. This was in Fecamp and there was one in Etretat. The hut had the label: Lire a la Plage and people came down and read in the sunshine. It seemed amusing to see people fully clothed clustered in a group reading, ignoring the temptations of the beach.
I may have another go, focussing on the people and cutting out the bulk of beach and cliffs, though the shadow of the cliffs gives a good counterpoint.
I think that these are Bewick’s swans that I photographed at a local bird sanctuary. In hindsight I should have done this in a landscape format, but I wanted to really focus on the birds and then one thing led to another and I included extra birds and well… here we are.
We only went for a few days to Dieppe, mainly to pick up some cider and salad dressing and allow for my wife to use a bit of the French she has been working on all year long. This sketch was done by a small village stream whilst we rested during a walk we did, picking up a grande randonee (long distance walking track) out of Dieppe. We didn’t have a map so it we didn’t know where it was going. I had hoped it would take us along the cliff-tops, but it veered off into the country and took us here instead.
As the wife went to the market I took a few minutes on the beach, as the mist started to come in. Just enough time to get the distant cliffs before they disappeared.
We have taken a trip down south and I have had some time to do a bit of sketching. This one is from the cliffs at Entretat in Normandy, France. The one below, and less successful, is from the other side of the channel near Beachy Head, close to Eastbourne in Sussex, done a couple of days before. I just like the juxtaposition of the two sketches and the fact that despite the fifty or so miles of sea in between, the topography is identical.
Well, back to the Liver Sketching Club last Saturday. They have a great studio on the seventh floor with a window the full length of one wall. This allows for great tonal contrasts. Pity that the owner is selling to a developer and they will have to vacate shortly.
I don’t have much of a selection of paintings to show as I started on another version of the camellias, I put up the last time. Here is the result. I think that that is enough.