From my front window I have a view of Bere Island, a rugged yet peaceful looking place, steeped in history. It’s intimately enshrouded with weather, wearing the sun’s rays like jewels some mornings, the soft mist as a wrap around its rounded shoulders on others. On clear days the island is bold and beaming, its August hills dancing green, red, and purple. Some mornings the fog is so thick and deep, like layered skirts which coyly lift to expose Bere’s knobby knees dotted with sheep.
This abstract landscape is entitled, “Bere August from Droum Woods“, painted recently when the island was in a lively mood of rhythm and colour. If you would like to see how the painting progressed from blank canvas to finished piece, please watch my video below. I hope you enjoy it!