Ahh this has been such a wonderfully nourishing day; we have really needed to blow away the cobwebs and get out into the great outdoors.
West Stow is a place close to our heart, fond family memories for Stephen and now for me too, as I get to know Suffolk. I have never wandered around the lake there and we chose the most perfect day to do just that; warm, windy and with the most magical shimmering light playing over the water.
We found a spot and unfurled our folding chairs. Stephen wanted to paint and I chose to draw. We spent a wonderful couple of hours in total peace and quiet, just punctuated by the occasional moorhen call and a big Labrador sniffing at our sketch bag. So important to find these times; I have lots of information for a painting now and am refuelled for the studio in the morning.
Before we opened the doors….
My sincerest thanks always to Juliet at Ashdown Gallery for her amazing support and for inviting me to return with another solo show. We had a wonderful preview evening and I was delighted to meet and chat to so many clients.
I’m also very proud to have a couple of Stephen’s sculptures in the show too; they are so exquisite and expertly carved.
The show is on throughout October. See the gallery’s website for opening times etc
The results of an hours sketching trip a few weeks ago now. We were struck by the amazingly dramatic forms of the stumpery at Ickworth – it’s almost prehistoric. (Apologies for the blueish cast over my drawing here… we were in a very wooded spot.)
I’m still working in my marvellous handmade sketchbook that Stephen bought me. The paper is incredibly textured and reacts to paint a bit like blotting paper. The size is very different (if any?) and I’m choosy as to which subject would be suited to paint. Mainly I stick to ink drawing.
Stephen and I have been incredibly busy this year with family needs, as well as preparing for two major shows; my solo at Ashdown Gallery and our collaborative exhibition and somehow snatching a little time to sketch is even more important to us these days. It’s almost meditative and for that hour or so, one is able to draw with no expectation nor pressure. We have been driving so much recently too and have really missed the opportunity a train journey offers for those precious hours of doodling. Hopefully time will loosen its grip a bit and start to flow a little easier.
This morning was the perfect weather condition for painting; dry, yet overcast and a bit squally. There was so much movement in the trees and paint was drying really quite quickly. Whilst Stephen was finishing his beautiful depiction of the little Summer House down by the lake, I decided on a study of the large tree that stood proudly above us. I’m still using the handmade paper and have adjusted my painting style to suit the surface. There is no option for blending at all and I enjoy that in a subject such as this.
However this is the best place to start… a painter should always work in a full stomach!
A little film of the work in progress….
The finished study after an hour and a half or so
This was painted using primary colours only; French ultramarine, Prussian blue, Cad Yellow, Lemon Yellow, Alizarin Crimson and a tiny bit of Vermilion. Good to have ‘hot’ and ‘cold’ primaries. Cad yellow being warmer than lemon yellow for example. They give better options for mixing all the colours you need.
I thought I’d begin to build up a little archive from older sketchbooks. Here are a few pencil and biro sketches from a few years ago. My son had a tutor session each week for an hour an a half, so I used to draw whatever was To hand at that time and quite liked the limited time.
Here are a couple of sketches done at this fabulous property in Suffolk this Summer. They are on the most extraordinary handmade paper, leather bound and given to me by my wonderful husband, Stephen. I’m finding it best to use for ink sketches, as it’s not sized quite for watercolour – it seeps straight in like blotting paper! The texture is sublime though and I am enjoying filling its pages…
We are back at Ickworth today, though it’s grey and dismal out there. We like the stillness and the atmospherics of a little precipitation. Pac-a-macs and a flask at the ready and will post results later.
Each year my husband makes a point of producing a painting at the glorious Ickworth Park in Horringer, Suffolk. Last year I joined him for the first time and fell in love with its astounding beauty. It has a grand house certainly, Italianate gardens beautifully ordered and clipped, but for me I love exploring the quieter, more understated areas.
This year we have focused on the lake by the Summer House. There is no understatement there either, but my eye was drawn to the magnificent oaks that hug the water opposite and the incredible variety of colour and form in the wild grasses, flowers and marginal plants in the foreground. A quick sketch today in my lovely leather bound book full of handmade paper, before the drizzle set in and we retreated for tea. I will explore this on a larger scale I think.