Another previously attempted painting, but unlike the last post where I had messed around with the edges of some paintings, this one was started from scratch. Hopefully I have captured the luminosity which I felt the first version lacked and I have simplified the design as the last one was a little too busy.
These lillies, which grow in my back garden, were supposed to be red but as the years go by they take on a more orange hue. They also grow to be about six feet tall so you end up looking up at them and into the sun if it is getting low in the sky.
A reminder of summer as the frosts gather to clear away what remains.
Each year there seems to be a race on as to whether our lilies will flower or be devoured by the rapacious lily beetle and their even more rapacious grubs. This year the lilies won – just – so here they are – though I may have exaggerated the number of leaves that remain from the onslaught.
I decided to get a collection of flower paintings together for a future exhibition and also as a couple of painting groups have asked for flower demos later in the year. But things are going badly. This was one of lillies (above) will be destined for scrap paper – but at least it’s good practice.
I did manage to get my Camellias into better shape- after posting them earlier and having reservations about them – I had another go – I think this was the third attempt, below. I am happier with this one – but progress is slow.
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.