Sketch of greenery in bermuda

the air I breathe

I love this time of year. When the shackles of winter are removed. When winter’s icy veil is lifted from our eyes life can renew itself. Going past the front door requires no coat, no mitts, no scarf, sigh.

Green creeps into view slowly at first, then jogs along at a clip, like a happy pony will on its way homeward. The scent of lilac pervades the air right now. It is a distinctive aroma, and quite dear to me. It has a romantic sense to it.  I breathe it in deeply as I pass by the bushes to my rural mailbox. It soothes the chill deep inside me, this winter past was a difficult one.

The verdant green this time of year is a balm to the soul. I,  like may artists throughout history, have struggled with the colour green. Its a delicate balance making that colour reveal the sense you want it to impart….it is spring,full on summer, the waning days before the leaves change? Different plants have a genetic tendency towards different greens.

Some green for you


Summer Fantasy 20x16 1801

Summer Fantasy 20×16 1801

Sketch of greenery in bermuda
Bermuda Sketchbook

I recall my early days of painting in Bermuda. By chance I was in the gallery there when a few locals were gathered looking at the newly delivered work of an American artist. They were disgusted with his treatment of the greens in his work, those aren’t bermuda greens they all agreed in dismay. The gallery owner replied that may be so but the tourists can’t tell and his work sells like hot cakes. ..

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