A fourth batch of impressionistic photography of birch trees, sitka spruces, sycamore and chestnuts coupled together with the leaf litter and patterns that makeup the landscape. If I had the resources I would have one of these printed large scale on a crisp white wall.
All I really want to do right now is draw. I latched onto the royal reds of Matisse painting and the quirky perspective. At first I was a bit intimated by the brightness and saturation of the red, I didn’t want to burn anyones eyeballs with these illustrations and with the first illustration of the bunch I had the back walls a much darker maroon but then with the second illustration I jumped in with the same Matisse Red determined to make its high saturation work.
After adding in the details such as the swirly designs, the gold rimmed edges and vaulted high ceilings I was able to make the vibrant red work and decided to switch the first illustration to match! I am glad I did as I usually don’t do a lot of interior illustrations but this bunch quickly become one of my favourite paintings thus far.
Another group of impressionistic images inspired by the paintings of Monet. There was so many densely populated birch trees stretching across certain areas it felt as though my eyes were attempting to cherry pick on specific elements, instead giving way to the coloured blotchy static and welcoming it as a whole.
A second batch of impressionistic photography from trekking through the woods to hunt for texture. I find noticing the small things about the makeup of my surroundings in these peaceful places to be such a therapeutic and grounding experience.
A series exploring the texture and colour found in nature, in particular the dappled wonders of birch trees. Inspired by the vivid impressionistic paintings of Monet I set out to capture the marks, speckles and scratches and smudges that makeup the picturesque landscapes of rural Ireland.
A third and final set of photographs from a journey into an abandoned and forgotten house deep in the countryside and shrouded in nature. I enjoy exploring places like this, although slightly melancholic to see the remnants of people left behind clouded in dust and mildew – the trophies and knitwear full of dust bunnies, the good china left to dip in rotten cabinets. I always how spaces would have looked when it was full of life.
More shots taken from the exploration to the house in Roosters Rest. I would imagine in its hay day this house was probably stylish. Warm woods are implanted throughout with midcentury credenzas and dressers dressing up the bedrooms now being seized by nature. Fireplaces and doors are painted bright colours and those thin patterned curtains providing an ominous ooze of colour from the blinding greens and yellows outside.
Some photography from a neighbouring dilapidated house in sleepy Roosters Rest where the crumbling structure was full of mildew and spiders. The curtains, yellow tinged glass and bright wallpaper oozing colour throughout the walls and halls of this silent place. Like stepping into a time machine.