Having rediscovered blogging after a huge gap I seem to be becoming addicted again. It’s slightly weird how writing thoughts down makes them real. My Queensland trees painting has moved forward and the marks I made have helped to resolve another painting which had lain dormant on the studio wall. This time nearer to home.
A memory of one of my Covid walks along the Stour. It was very bland and with no sketch or photo to refer to I was relying on a distant memory.
These two cropped images of the Queensland painting show the flattish brushstrokes I’ve started to use. These showed me the way to complete the rather boring Stour River image.
Think this is now complete. Having run out of Cadmium Yellow I’m now having a break from painting until I have time to visit the art supplies shop
