Lovely bluebells at Dudmaston yesterday. This must be one of the most magical times of the year in nature, I love the intermediary times of spring and autumn. Autumn makes me feel gothic, romantic and vividly sombre. Spring is kind of mystical and mysterious.
Bluebell heaven.
I've finished my small tree in blossom piece...
...but I've an idea to surround it with a frame within a frame, so I've begun these simple vignettes.
I'm doing them in a kind of scraperboard or sgraffito style using coloured pencil and oil pastel. I like working this way, it's a nice way to get colour and line to co-exist. Though the end results are pretty fragile.
