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Today’s Postcard: Crow looking west
As soon as we cross the Landsker I feel it. Within a few minutes north from the A40 at Penblewin there is a subtle change in everything. Hedges are thinner or lower, birds tumble across them like blown ash from a bonfire, the wind sharpens and the light flattens, more steel and less something. I see ravens on all sides. Red kites wheel above in groups of several, choughs roll and khawk in red-billed pairs. A curlew, three, tilting their voices across the edge of the sedge. Watson is alert, Eloise driving,and for me it‘s lovely to just sit.
A thorny hedge, a small rowan, a post, a crow turning.
Paint: (on top of my homemade Tir Penalun ground paint, a little dark n brooding): Naples Yellow splodged about, some Kings Blue Pale around and on it, and Light Pink (but heavily tinted, this one is lively); Hookers Green with a midge of Permanent Mauve for the bank and the first lines of the trees. A little dry brush smudge of Hookers and Viridian greens for the foliage, such as it is; Blu Turchese, Yellow Ochre in the grasses.
Brush: Sizes 8 for the first Naples Yellow layer, then 4 filbert (hog, angled like the trees); Size 2 point (synthetic).
Hope you like the painting,
Watson Jones (WJ): our intrepid Cairn, 3. Polite society, sled puller, draught dodger.
Eloise: writer, poet, creator of stories and wandless magic; soup chef.