It doesn’t get more spectacular, looking out over the mere as the sun set, changing from orange and blue to a peach and rosy purple. It was a long day but enjoyable.
It’s interesting that on Mars the sky is red with dust in the daytime, then the sun sets and the sky turns blue.
I live on the wrong side of the hill so that I don’t get to see sunsets very often. It was lovely to see this.
Someone’s put plants in the washroom at Spode. Great to see life inside the factory.
One red bar of cloud
reflected in the canal,
Blue grey and pale peach
silhouette leaves and trees
mobile mast and cables.
Etruria on Trent
Built by James Brindley
You are serene
No longer busy with horse and butty boats.
Sometimes it’s nice just to take a close up abstract shot of something. Shapes become more important than detail. Tiny pink petals almost look like butterflies and the straggly money plant, which is cast in shadow, raised its bulbous leaves up to the sky. The thin pale leaves of the spider plant are almost translucent in the light.
Then again you can play about with silhouettes in nature or draw dark doodles to make a pleasing composition.
Always explore, always enjoy, always create if you can.
Another inspiration. I may do a painting of this. The fresh colours of a winter sky against the dark silhouette of the room.
A low sun makes for startling shadows and highlights. Sometimes overwhelming brilliance can burn out even the darkest tones.
I should try and take more pictures!
I have been So tired lately. Whether it’s the low light levels or late nights. I just keep falling asleep in the day. I think I need to shake myself awake a bit more. But the last couple of days has found my partner falling asleep in the day too. So perhaps it’s something to do with the bug we have both just got over. I didn’t feel like drawing much so I used a stencil section of my sketcher app to put together a little picture.
Right, better get something done before the day is totally gone.
We live on the wrong side of the hill to see sunsets, so it’s only when I see a glimpse of red or pink reflecting off the clouds that I know something is happening.
Today I was coming home from the shops and I saw a gap in the clouds and a tiny patch of blue. There was also a glimmer of rouge painting a fiery base to the clouds.
I quickly drove over the hill and tried to find a spot where the view wasn’t hidden by trees or houses.
He view was a grey one, with a tiny glimmer of red fighting the street lights on the horizon. The trees and iron fence made strong silhouettes against it. I wish I could have been there 10 minutes earlier. It may have been glorious, but I missed it.
One day I might live in a sunset facing house. Now I just look out for pink clouds and dash up over the hill.