Showing posts with label Roses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roses. Show all posts

Sunday, 4 November 2012

Black and White

I went for a short walk today with the intention of photographing some Autumn colour, but came back with these black and white images instead.





Tuesday, 18 October 2011

Bits and Pieces

I have been having a bit of a clear out today emptying the drawers and cupboards in my studio, I realised that I keep far to many bits and pieces and I need to be ruthless.


I keep a lot of jars with bits of paint residue on them, I like the colours on this one.


Bits of paint that collect on my knives.


A dried rose.


An old piece of machine embroidery.


The rose reminds me of a few lines from one of my favourite poems.

That the future is a faded song, a royal rose or a lavender spray
Of wistful regret for those who are not yet here to regret,
Pressed between yellow leaves of a book that has never been opened.
And the way up is the way down, the way forward is the way back.


From Four Quartets, The Dry Salvages, T.S. Eliot

I think I will put this all back in my cupboard and leave the decision until another day.!!

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Feeling Floral

I am feeling in a floral still life kind of mood today, I think it's something to do with the weather the sun is shining and the sky is blue but it doesn't really have the intensity of Summer it has a slightly faded feel to it.


Elaine Pamphilon one of my absolute favourites she always captures the perfect mood.


Mhairi McGregor's beautiful thickly painted oils are bold yet still sensitive to the subject matter.


Christine McArthur's mixed media collages have a quiet and soft appearance.


Alice Mumford paints these lovely romantic paintings of ordinary objects from around the home.

Jessica Cooper simple but elegant acrylics and pencil on canvas.


I couldn't leave out a lovely painting by Emma Dunbar, I love anemones and the colour combination is a favourite of mine.


Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Colour

Feeling like I need some colour today: Cy Twombly the rose




Thursday, 10 March 2011

In The Storm Of Roses

Wherever we turn in the storm of roses,
the night is lit up by thorns,
and the thunder of leaves,
once so quite within the bushes
rumbling at our heels


Ingeborg Bachmann
In The Storm Of Roses