nature as art, simplicity.

Every season comes around and makes itself your new favourite. The last flush of green and skeletal branches against the sky… heaven.
 
They cast so many magical shapes. With so much space, intricate details stand out starkly. They seem to imprint onto your soul.

And wintry air is so reviving after languishing inside. Or at least it’s felt that way as I recover from some recent surgery.

Happily I’m well on the mend and feeling better than I have in years. Am looking forward to a new year with renewed vigour! To come out of the fog and spend more time on my art and writing projects on a more daily basis – that will be heaven indeed!

  1.   Last Green Leaves of Autumn, Berkshire
  2.   Autumn Spindles, Oxfordshire
  3.   Wood Detail, West Green Garden, Hampshire

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nature as art, the next.

A few more natural delights from another time. The odd brisk, sharp wind that has been late arriving reminds me that the world is turning towards darker days.

Every bloom and leaf is returning to earth. The world dances toward rebirth – it’s hard not to skip down the street in amongst the cascade of falling leaves.

 A few last blooms remain in the pots on my balcony, but skeleton trees make their presence known across the skyline. Looking forward to watching the squirrels race amongst their bare branches once more.

    

  1.   Bare branches of winter, Sheffield England
  2.   Going to seed, Botanic Gardens, Edinburgh Scotland
  3.   Autumnal meadow, Botanic Gardens, Edinburgh Scotland

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nature as art, the beginning.

What a world out there… so many different shapes, textures, colours. And they change every day, even moment to moment while you gaze upon a different leaf, flower, unfurling cloud.

I’m a nature borrower. I take a shadow, or thread, or run of colour and incorporate them into my own little world of drawings and paint strokes. Here are a few moments I’ve captured on film, toyed with and coloured into new memories of adventurous days out. Maybe they’ll crop up in future works.

And yet they can stand alone, as photographic squares of artistic endeavour in their own right… indeed, the chrysalis or flower are art before they were even captured, pondered, and incorporated into human handiwork.

Nature unfolds time and time again in so many beautiful forms.

           

  1.    Bare branches in the Boboli Gardens, Florence Italy
  2.    Hatching butterflies in The Living Rainforest, Berkshire England
  3.    Meadow flowers near Haddon Hall, Yorkshire England
  4.   Dried flowers at the Jane Austen House Museum, Hampshire England
  5.   Autumn haze along the fence, Berkshire England

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simplicity.

Using simpler lines, and wondering what sort of tales she could tell. Spring is definitely on her way, time to clear out the superfluous and live a little lighter.

Is there anything more delightful than blossom on the trees?

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