Tag Archives: landscape

coming home

They take away our belts so that we must hold
Our trousers up. The truly mad don’t bother
And thus are oddly hobbled. Also our laces
So that our shoes do flop about our feet.
so begins Anthony Hecht’s poem ‘Coming Home’ [1976], a creative retelling of the English poet John Clare’s escape from an asylum house in Essex [...]

the field days of summer

from july to august…

some super-fast making-a-mark field landscape sketches whilst out and about, reworked and redrawn with graphite pencil and watercolour

two mini-postcard paintings

sketches from one sunny-to-cloudy-breezy afternoon at the coast

and yet another waterlog

and yet another water log…

[the footpath was out of bounds, a lakeside view]

[flooded meadows, next to the river, above the waterline]

[flooded meadow, approaching snow island, calm waters]

[flooded path near the river, no right of way]

[another day, another meadow, choppy waters, no sea legs]

[see… someone left the flood gates open…]