Summer in Wales

 Two sunny days and I'm torn between the studio and the garden. There's a painting waiting for me and I'm anxious to get to it but the garden (and this is embarrassingly fanciful) is an equally important canvas. At least that's how I view it. Moving colours around and being unsettled by jarring shapes and textures has simple parallels in painting. Time spent now will give me endless satisfaction and visual comfort for the rest of the summer and into autumn. The radio says that the next fews days will see cold weather, heavy winds and hailstones (that's ridiculous!). So now I'm making hay while the sun shines!

Summer In Wales  Oil on canvas