The smell of oil paint

If my studio isn’t infused with the smell of fresh oil paint then I know is been too long since I went out equipped to chronicle the current state of the Frome Valley.


Willow Herb (September 2016)

After a summer of involvement with a couple of exhibiting activities and sundry domestic projects there wasn’t even the mearest whiff of oil paint in the studio. Consequently I’d been itching to get painting and so given a fine Sunday morning and no other plans off I went. Sometimes I set out with an idea of where I’m going to set up but this time I was just going to see what was there when I got there.

My attention was grabbed but this scene backed by a Hawthorn covered in red berries and the patch of hard textured Hog Weed contrasting with a soft wispy foreground of Willow Herb.


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