heaven's brink
oil on canvas, 52ins x 30ins, 1320mm x
760mm.
| At the head of a small wooded gorge
where water seemed to come out of the sky. No one had been here for
years. I used a rope to get down. Branches had rotted away leaving
empty tubes of moss. if you reached for one you grasped wet
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oil studies
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looking down to my painting kiit and up to the
fall
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Why, since each drop of thy quick store
Runs thither whence it flow'd before, Should poor
souls fear a shade or night, Who came, sure, from a sea of
light?
from The Waterfall, Henry Vaughan,
1655.
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studio
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composition on
canvas, triple primed acrylic on fine linen for a
smooth glazing surface.
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composition adjusted in Photo Shop
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early underpainting
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first glazes for the darkest
areas.
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a badger blender
used to lay an even glaze. The glaze contains
stand oil, a kind of linseed oil which creates particularly flat,
flexible layers.
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With light rain falling, the
uncomfortableness and privacy of the spot brought
fragments of poetry to mind. When I got back home I looked
them up :
Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like a toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life, exempt from human haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running
brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
I would not change it.
As You Like It, The Duke,
II.i.
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