Saturday, October 21, 2017

PLANE TREE BARK

 
I love trees and I love fungus and finding the two together is a bonus.  During our trip to the Loire valley in September the weather was very windy and the plane trees were shedding their bark. I picked up a few scraps to draw and then I made this embroidery inspired by the patterns and beautiful colours.


Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Journal - View behind our RV at Mountain Stream RV Park, Marion, NC


Journal - Small sketch inspired by the view this weekend at Mountain Stream RV Park, Marion, NC

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Sketching in northern Finland-Concetta Flore

I have been again to Finland for the Kuusamon Taika editorial project and exhibition, in september. During the week of pretty dull and cold weather, I managed to produce some sketches.
I'm publishing a belated diary on my blog...here are some works, all done from life except the ink and gouache reindeer, made
after a sketch..







Saturday, September 23, 2017

ANCIENT YEW TREE

 
Just back from a trip to the Loire valley where I found this beautiful yew tree in the ruins of an old priory, Les Nobis, at Montreuil-Bellay.  Sketched in inktense pencils.

 
I thought you might like to see the embroidery inspired by the sketch. It was lovely to be able to go back to the tree as I worked to check on details.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Splash and Splatter Rose Hips -- Lin Frye


Journal - With the cooler nights and the fall tinting of the roadsides, I was inspired to try another splash and splatter of my rose hips ...

Sunday, September 3, 2017

On the sand dunes- Concetta Flore

Last July I was on the Tuscan coast, and couldn't resist sketching the mesmerizing shapes of Eryngium maritimum and Euphorbia maritima.
Just for fun I'm posting myself looking like a strange daytime ghost- only to protect myself from blazing sun and strong wind!


Saturday, September 2, 2017

Coloured pebbles- Concetta Flore

Pebbles are lovely. They come from ancient eras, where minerals, melted down by volcanoes, melded into rocks, that were broken by sleet and wind or quakes; they tumbled in the water where , during very long stretches of time, the movement of waves and currents worked at their edges until smoothed in various shapes, and shiny.
I found myself on a multi-colored pebble beach on the Island of Elba, off the Tuscan coast; I sorted out the palette of the different shades and had fun painting them in the hot sun.