Indian Ink, Chinese brushes, Czech paper – come together in an English wood.
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Back o’ the houses
Trees and houses face each other. The leaves are out, the trees will win – if left to their own devices.
Clock changing woods
I’m losing sleep tonight. The clocks go forward and in the lost hour it feels like time to stop painting the trees and look for a different horizon.
Here’s a drawing with my eyes shut. It still looks like trees:
Spring sun
Saturday late afternoon
Thursday afternoon
A watercolour and an oil painting. The sun is warming up the woods. In the daytime the sun looks green, like spring.
blue sky woods
late afternoon two days in a row the sun had been shining the woods were cold
Winter afternoons
Poetry links:
The wistful whispering of winter woods, Jim Cunningham
There’s a certain slant of light, Emily Dickinson
Woods in Winter, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And you can see some sketches here.
Pictures at an exhibition
To coincide with the current exhibition of my new paintings at Otley Courthouse, here’s a look at where and how some of it happened.
The exhibition has been extended from 6th – 11th January 2014, open Mon-Sat, 10am-4pm. (N.B. closed for the holidays between 21st Dec and 5th Jan). The preview event is Sunday 8th December, 6-8pm, and everybody is welcome. Click here for more information.
The end of October
A pigeon flies past and leaves blow off the trees.
Gledhow Wood Road
Sunlight through the trees. This is the top end of the road, painted at the end of August. It’s also a homage to John Atkinson Grimshaw (1836–1893) who painted similar scenes of Leeds in the moonlight.
Living by the woods
The back of my house faces the woods – it’s like a green wall in summer. I’ve been separating out the trees to give myself a subject. Somehow doing this also makes me feel less oppressed by the wall – a gathering of 10,000 trees that are twice as old as me and twice as high as my house.
Jo Dunn 