Oil on canvas. 31 x 31cm
Elders, or ‘Fairy Trees’ are always pushing up into the quiet corners around our house, and every year I marvel at the honeyed aroma and delicacy of the umbels of white flowers – as well as the harvest that follows.
Oil on canvas. 60 x 30cm
Eyarth Rocks: A Butterfly Reserve near Ruthin with Limestone Crags and amazing twisted Elms, Yews and Elders. In this particular spring however, the Hawthorns were the stars of the show, clotted with blossom and dripping with nectar – and fragments of limestone everywhere underfoot.
Oil on canvas. 31 x 61cm
This painting stems from my fascination with the constant stream of people, from all walks of life, who are attracted to such a mountain; some come to gaze while others need to get to the top. Many jugs, also from far and wide, have ended up in our house and studio, and these vessels have been used in several paintings.
Oil on canvas. 61 x 31cm
From Walther Vander Vogelweide
Near Llangwm, in an otherwise unremarkable pasture, four Limes grow closely, forming a tight square. Every year there is a fresh covering of intense green and a constant hum from the bees, plundering treasure. Embedded in the branches of one tree a horseshoe is slowly being absorbed. A sense of mystery pervades.
Oil on canvas. 62 x 82cm
Aldon Gutter was a new discovery; with its old buildings and some fine mature trees it still retains an archaic quality. This for me is not a bad thing. It seems like an oasis and still has a good mix of interesting flora and fauna which have managed to survive the ravages of time.
Oil on canvas. 77 x 36cm
Caer Caradoc has an appeal that is hard to explain. It obviously has a character and a history all of its own which demands to be contemplated. Each time I climb it I find myself reflecting, not only on Caer Caradoc, but on some aspect of my life also… It must be something to do with the steep slopes, and whilst carrying all my necessary painting gear, the slow plodding required to get up it.
Oil on canvas. 92 x 92cm
Ynyslas, near Borth, is one of those special places I visit regularly. It is situated at the mouth of the Dovey Estuary. Standing on this spit of sand it seems as if things are timeless and yet everything constantly changes with the ebb and flow of the tide. There is a primordial quality here…..but it is also one of those places listed to ‘not be here any more’ by 2050 due to Sea Level Rise.
Further out, when the tides are low, can be seen the remains of a fossilised forest.