Mad March Sky

Mad March Sky II, sunset over Ridgeway, Leeds., Monday 7th March 2016
Sunset on Monday night – the sky and the trees go crazy – in a good way.

Raging River Wharfe

River Wharfe, Harewood BridgeThe River Wharfe at Harewood Bridge a week or two ago, still roaring from all the rain it drank at Christmas.

No!

November dusk
No sun – no moon!
No morn – no noon!
No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day –
No sky – no earthly view –
No distance looking blue –
No road – no street – no “t’other side this way” –
No end to any Row –
No indications where the Crescents go –
No top to any steeple –
No recognitions of familiar people –
No courtesies for showing ’em –
No knowing ’em!
No traveling at all – no locomotion –
No inkling of the way – no notion –
“No go” by land or ocean –
No mail – no post –
No news from any foreign coast –
No Park, no Ring, no afternoon gentility –
No company – no nobility –
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member –
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds –
November!

Thomas Hood
(1799-1840)

Sandy Beaches at Spurn

Escape to the North Sea! This is the edge of the land at Sandy Beaches Holiday Village, Kilnsea, East Riding of Yorkshire.

Looking south from Sandy Beaches Holiday Village at Spurn National Nature Reserve

Static caravans at Sandy Beaches

Looking south, Spurn peninsular

Looking south to Spurn Point

The last big storm surge washed away the road and access to the Point is now by foot or truck only.

Where the road has washed away, Spurn Peninsular

The new method of transport to get to Spurn Point

Links:
RNLI crew leave peninsula
Spurn Point, Holderness

Cars go by

Gledhow Valley Road, LeedsCars go by.
They cannot see
the yellow spots.
Only the walkers –
the dog walkers,
the lonely walkers,
the walkers in love –
Only the nature lovers,
the poets,
the artists looking for inspiration –
Only the commuters taking short cuts and
the school children
on their way home
can see
the yellow spots.

~

Felling of the beech wood Save Gledhow Valley Woods
FGVW minutes January 2015 (see Selective Tree Felling section)

Rosie’s garden, 1991

wild flowers in the back garden

Rosie’s garden, Bankside Street, Leeds 1991

A hot and sunny day last century, in a friend and neighbour’s garden.

I’m lucky – quite a few people over the years have said to me, “Come and paint in my garden!”. For a long time I lived in places where there were no gardens, only yards – some parts of Leeds 8 are just bricks, cracked concrete and tarmac.

And so it was a kind offer when Rosie said I could paint in her garden and I took it up. She also lent me her car about 500 times before I could afford my own.

This painting is from the summer of 1991 – I remember the oriental poppies that Sumi had planted a few years before, they kept re-seeding themselves. And it looks like broad beans in front of the trellis.

Thanks for the encouragement and all your generosity, Rosie Foster (1953-2015).

Niagara!

Painting of Niagara Falls seen from a helicopter
View from the helicopter. My friend’s daughter got married in mid-air. She likes adventure… Congratulations, Alice and Shane!

The Lodge House

Thorn Lodge I
Thorn Lodge drawing
I was commissioned to make a portrait of this former lodge house, built in 1888 by Sir Charles Ryder, one of the original partners of Tetley’s Brewery. I drew the house a few times before I painted it. In the middle of one drawing about 300 or 400 geese flew overhead, very high up. They flew and honked their way west in a giant V-formation that changed shape as they went – but they didn’t make it into the painting.

Thorn Lodge drawing

Thorn Lodge II

Thorn Lodge, Roundhay