Oil on Board, 10 x 14 inches
On my return trip from Devon last week, I stopped off at Burford for a walk along the River Windrush before sundown. The water was high, a Barn Owl was already patrolling the glorious Buttercup meadows silently like a ghost, the sun was setting and two Swans glided along the river. This spot made a great composition, with a nice S-shape to lead the eye through the painting.
Incidentally, isn't the Windrush just a perfect name for a river? I came across it when I was very young, as we had a painting of the river done by Horace Gillett, my grandfather's sister's son, which makes him my cousin, or second cousin. Either way, Horace was a very fine, classical watercolourist, only an amateur, but easily good enough to have made a living from it, had he so desired.
This is a beautiful painting Peter as they all are. The golden glow of the evening sun is so believeable can almost smell the evening air. Ve
ReplyDeleteThanks Ve - you're sure you haven't trodden in a cow-pat?!
Deleteha ha not that I know of let you know when I see you at Patchings Ve
DeleteI look forward to seeing you Ve - please make yourself known!
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