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Today’s Postcard: Edge of the path
Sky of blue apricots, slithers of clouds like fluffy snails‘ trails. Waves were lit from the seaward sun as stained glass in a morning church. Crows picking at the buffet. But no beach, full tide thwarted us so up and over through the woods instead, into a benediction of light, all silent sparkle. Until: CJ the mad genius Sprollie, and Watson were matchless in their pursuit of the impossible, the uncatchable, the unknowable. Omni-chasseurs, disappearing through bush, through brake, through brier – but without Puck’s panache and a bit more crash.
Umbels, or umbellifers. Last of the summer (and really hard for this nature notsure to identify). Tried Google and the Rev’d William Keble-Martin. And so many names, common, latin, local, lyrical. Cow Parsley. Snakeweed. Bird’s Nest, Bishop’s Lace, Queen Anne’s Lace. Hemlock. Keck. Wild Chervil, Mother Die. Angelica.
Paint: (still on my homemade Ritec Red earth paint): Hookers Green base for the far oaks, lifted a little with Pale Yellow added; Hookers Green with a touch of Cadmium Green Pale for the stems; Light Pink, Titanium White, Flesh Tint for the flowers; sky of Kings Blue Pale and Lapis Lazuli. Added the Faerie dots with all of the above. Let the weight of the brush be enough.
Brush: Size 2 filbert (hog bristle); Size 000 synthetic round.
Hope you like the painting.