Inklings of summer are seeping over the hedge and with it, the promise of yellow roses which sit at the back of the bed close to my decking. I wanted to increase my stock of floral paintings and decided to start with the roses, which I struggled with. Not as loose as I had imagined and wanted but in the end there are some reasons to be cheerful. There may be more flowers in the coming installments.
Another floral painting. I had some images of abubrieta hanging off the rocks over my pond in morning light. The flowers are small so I have blown them up and tried to get that mass of blooms that is typical of the plant in early summer.
Going into the new year I was fairly upbeat so I decided to have another go at my cactus dahlias – this is the third attempt for anyone who is counting. Being a diary I feel the good as well as the bad should get posted and this very definitely sinks into the second category. I suppose there are some good bits but you need to look hard though I am never downhearted by these issues as it is always a learning exercise… – not to try it for a fourth time.
Well, they are in seasonal Christmas colours: a painting of my oleander which came from a cutting I took in Lake Garda, Italy. My grandmother roamed my home town with a pair of scissors in her handbag ready to increase the range of her garden plants – so it could be a hereditary trait.
At present the plant is indoors, out of frost’s way. I do like the petals with their wedge shapes, pushing to get at the sun’s rays.
Well, the last post for 2018 – A Happy New Year to you all.
Another taste of summer and on Christmas Day – well summer is now on its way. This bush sits by my decking and is buzzing with insects in June and this year it was still throwing up the odd flower into November. I do find yellow a difficult colour to work with, maybe because of it’s opacity, but I was quite pleased with the way the top part came out.
On the cusp of the Midwinter solstice here’s a taste of summer – well for us in northern lands anyway – the rest are having the real thing. I was hoping to get more light into this and capture the translucency of the petals but something more stolid took hold. This is a ‘red’ lily that grows in my garden – well that’s what they told me when they sold me the bulbs. They’re monsters though, and I like the skyward view into the drooping flowers which you can easily do without bending as they’re over six feet tall.
A Merry Christmas to all my readers which could include the troll who hasn’t yet tired of exposing his sad ignorance – maybe things will change in the New Year.
I felt I needed some more flower paintings and in came spring and the apple blossom burst out on my trees. Now with the warm weather there looks like there’s going to be a lot of fruit.
Last year I planted a few allium bulbs in the garden. I was hoping for some cerulean blue flowers but got a purpler version. I need to go and search for some of the bluer kind, but even so, the evening light on the flowers made them look like they were exploding.