Thursday, 22 May 2014
|Lingholm Stone room temp studio 2|
The completed works will cover the entire wall
that was painted red in this shot and its equivalent on the far wall.
The experience of looking and drawing en plein air and trying to internalize what I was see as always is essential in reaching a painterly understanding of a place. Lingholms landscape, for me, derives its essence from a history that is formed in part by tenacious nature herself and in part by the constant labour and care of man, in turn sun kissed and/or weather beaten by the Cumberland weather. Its this Lake District that I have to paint.
The three best vistas that represent Lingholms Derwentwater Fells are I think are, The Borrowdale Gates, The Derwent Fells and a wintry Skiddaw combined with autumnal Catbells and Causey Pike. The time of day, has to be early morning or mid evening when a hush descends over Lingholm and its surrounds and you can hear the heartbeat of Wordsworths land.
An evening walk W Wordsworth
Far from my dearest Friend, 'tis mine to rove
Through bare grey dell, high wood, and pastoral cove;
Where Derwent rests, and listens to the roar
That stuns the tremulous cliffs of high Lodore;