Busting out of my skin.

On Sunday 15th May I wrote:

After a winter of painting mostly small pictures I have a huge urge to paint something enormous. I'm challenged that right now I need to finish my series of smaller paintings for "Boundaries" and can't afford to lose concentration on that.

Some of the "Boundaries" images are bursting out of my brain clamouring to be made up.  I can feel the bluebell wood as a vertical 4' x 2' with more detail in both the trees and the bluebells.

The recent sky motifs with silvered winter wheat are screaming to be rendered - also 4' high.

I also have to do the cherry blossom - NOW whilst they are in bloom.

What to do????


It was quite cathartic writing that - I realised that I just needed to get on and do - rather than thinking about it.  It is now Wednesday and I have just added what I think are the final touches to a painting that incorporates most of the above.

Every spring for the last several years I have tried to paint the cherry blossom.  It only lasts a day or two and is like lace blowing in the breeze.  I finished this with a healthy slather of white using a tiny painting knife, which gave much looser petal forms than the brush did.  This is a spot on our daily walk with the dog - still on PF thus only two people (or the favoured few) get to see it.  The winter wheat is just beginning to form and the awn glints silver in the spring sunshine.





I feel like singing and dancing (even though it is raining today) think I shall now go and paint wheat fields and bring some more sunshine into my world.