
Red bag and brush
Imitating a poppy.
I love you scarlet
The colour of lipstick.
Too hot to handle
Not cool but hot
Flamed and fierce
Like glowing lava
Starting to radiate.
Furnace cherry
Ready to be hammered
Into dragon shapes.
New paintings and regular art updates.

Red bag and brush
Imitating a poppy.
I love you scarlet
The colour of lipstick.
Too hot to handle
Not cool but hot
Flamed and fierce
Like glowing lava
Starting to radiate.
Furnace cherry
Ready to be hammered
Into dragon shapes.

I took this photo and realised that it’s been swivelled round somehow. I think is sideways or upside down. So it looks a little odd.
I also like the colours, red, green, pale grey and dark grey. And of course the black in the centre of the flowers, the colours are brilliant in the sunshine. The shapes give it an abstract feeling.

Poppy at Growthpoint allotment site. The pop of colour cheered me up yesterday. I can’t resist them. I have Welsh poppies in my garden, happy yellows and the occasional orange one. I once managed to grow a blue mecanopsis, (himalayan) poppy in the garden, but it never seeded itself and failed to grow again

We still have yellow Welsh poppies in the garden and it’s almost November!
I don’t think they are that hardy, but it’s a testimony to the exceptional warmth we have been experiencing recently.
It’s edges are darkening, its bright flower reaches up to be pollenated by a bee or hover fly. But they are not awake (or alive?), so perhaps it waits in vain? We need to see nature and our damage of it, look closely at the environment and try and turn back some of the destruction we have wrought. Let’s try and do some small thing to help mother nature.

I had a lovely afternoon out so I gave my friend this small painting to say thank you. It’s only about three inches square. We had gone to a garden center so I felt it would be nice to give her something floral. Poppies are my favourite flower, vibrant and silken looking. This is a simple painting in acrylic. Drops of dew or rain sit on the petals and shimmer in the light. A bud ready to burst sits next to the flower with it’s promise of further beauty.

On the pavement outside our garden this little beauty I’d flowering. I think its out of a packet of wild flower seeds that my husband scattered a few months ago. It’s a surprise as the majority of poppy’s we have in the garden are yellow “Welsh” poppies. I love the crinkly way the petals expand. I’m hoping we get a few more soon.

We used to buy more plants in the summer, this is a poppy from four years ago. I loved buying plants, but apart from ordering some hanging baskets for my birthday I don’t think we will have as much on show this year. But the trees are growing up and so are bushes. I might try and get some foxgloves…

One of my paintings has been turned into a little jigsaw by the gallery I have it in. I need to decide whether to order a few off them. I’d like to get some flat boxes to put them in so I can have a picture on the front of the box. Probably unrealistically expensive but I think it would look nicer in a box than just a plastic bag? I need to find out about sourcing something. Maybe a strong envelope?
I decided to do a bonus small painting to go with my bigger close up of a poppy. It’s called red poppy. It’s hard to come up with an original title. Lots of red used in these but I’ve tried to vary them and give that wrinkled feeling that poppies have.


I think this might be finished but I’m waiting for daylight to check the colours. I might tone down the white and I may add some blue tones to make it feel like the sky is being reflected in it. The poppy was real, but I took this from a painting I did of a photo so I might look at some images of poppies.