One of the many things that make me stop on my tracks while out on hikes is the sound of creaking trees. I just love that sound so much and it is very comforting to me for whatever reason. The creaks vary in levels of sound and speed depending on the weather conditions and the age or size of the tree. The older and bigger the tree, the deeper it sounds. It also changes in speed according to the winds. They echo from one end of the forest to another as if in communication to each other.
I sit and eavesdrop till its time to go..
New from the studio, oil and beeswax on stretched paper. The surface of the paper is primed with PVA and layers of gesso. I began with the drawing in charcoal and pencil with thin layers of paint ade transparent to reveal the under drawing detail. I also used oils mixed with cold wax to push and drag over the surface.
Inspired by the surroundings of large boulders and rocks on a walk near Scar mountain a few weeks back.
Painting in oils and coldwax. Mixed with drawing and mark making in charcoal and pencil. Full moon was on my mind at the time of making this painting and I was very much affected by a recent full moon at the time of when this came work about.
When out sketching in the open landscape today I met a sheep farmer who was walking up the hill towards where I was stood doing some sketches. He stopped to ask what I was painting and I told him I was just doing some abstracted sketches of what I’m seeing. He wondered if there was a market for that and the conversation went on to his days in school and how he hated it.. I responded with the same feeling and said how I loved the art class though. He was out walking up the hills looking for his sheep and asked if I’d seen any on my trail. That’s was it really..Its the small things..
This is my new painting ‘The Sheep Farmer’
and today’s experience prompted me to title my new series of paintings