Like three sisters…these three paintings are genetically similar. ..same canvas, same paint pallet, same creator… but each is in individual, unique and has its own strengths and weaknesses …the same but different.
It feels good to be painting again after a bit of a quiet period as I have focused on photography and writing. I have missed it. I have attached a close up shot of one of the paintings too…so you can see the pinks and indigo and whites…colours of my favourite black sand beach at sunset. Enjoy!
A new painting. Titled “The weight of water”
Inspired by the black sand, the blue sea and the light shifting on both, where I live.
I hope you like it.
Some close up images below….
The cliffs around this part of the country are old. Not ancient perhaps, as we are after all a relatively new country in the wider scheme of land formation and the like. But the rocks are old still and they are beaten daily by the relentless tides, winds and weather. They have a primitive, raw feeling about them and you feel as though you might be the very first person to touch them.
It’s a surreal feeling to find yourself on an isolated beach…just you, the rocky cliff face and the sea moving toward you. You feel momentarily like an explorer, a discoverer of new lands. You feel powerful and exhilarated and as you look at the huge cliffs and endless sea, somehow also strangely tiny and irrelevant.
Good Friday. A public holiday. A beach. Perfection.
It was one of those moments when I had to stop and reflect on how lucky I am…to be able to leave my home and after a five minute drive, enjoy this stunning view during my evening run. It really is quite sensational.
The hydrangeas are out in full glory. Perhaps this seemingly endless summer is even too hot for them this year, as they look drier and pinker than usual.
Of course, I love the muted shades, the messy variegated colours seen as they slowly die off from what was a glorious bloom, and this hedge was a perfect example of the colours.
Summer doesn’t get any better than a nice summer hot of 31 degrees (Celsius), a cloudless sky, a golden sandy beach, the bluest sea, white lazy waves and a chalky white island in the distance…
I have been back in Hawkes Bay on the eastern side of New Zealand. This image is from the breathtakingly gorgeous Waimarama Beach.
Lazy summer days are great for relaxing and recharging…but one can only relax for so long and I have found myself itching to get back to my city base and get going with loads of ideas for another book, an exhibition and setting up my own gallery this year…!
Roses from garden today….pink and violet and gorgeous..what a lovely sight to see….