Trekking Through Woods #1

A different set of photos from a different forestry shrouded with flora back in rural Ireland. Even in the depths of winter these woods were flooded with green, I would love to return here in the summer to really see the it in full bloom! As I trekked further into the woods I found my absolute dream house – a log cabin nestled and shielded by the trees, oh the envy…

Roosters Rest Woods #3

More explorations in compositions and colour deep within the forest flora of Roosters Rest woods. I love the way the bleached birch trees lines the forestry at the front like quick brush strokes while the darker pine trees bulked out the rear, licked by the swaying high grass.

Roosters Rest Woods – December (2021)

One thing I appreciate so much about rural Ireland is how friendly everyone is, hopping a neighbours fence and trudging through the muck to be greeted by a friendly wave from that neighbour is not something that ever goes amiss, you certainly wouldn’t get that in London. These photos are taken from a forestry that stretches throughout many acres of land and where many of the icy spectacles from previous adventures were captured. If I had it my own way I would buy this land, build a log cabin with my bare hands and happily live here surrounded amongst the wildlife and nature, like living in a painting.

Brume #2

Another set of offerings when the sky met with the ground and diluted the treetops and roofs of apartment blocks. It is rather peculiar seeing London this way especially where this photo was captured as it usually offers a view of the London skyline, instead gobbled up by the palled brume.

Brume #1

At the moment it is unusually mild and dull, I am yearning for the blankets of snow and chiefly for the frost and ice that crisps up the landscapes and allows me to sink into those verglas vistas that I love so much. Until then one morning I woke up early and was left mesmerised by the dense fog that closed in the surroundings like a milky force field. I went out on an adventure to capture some soft landscapes where the hazy sky spilled over onto the vegetation in a blurry soft gradient.

The Night Before Christmas

He Sees You When You’re Sleeping…

This weeks kick about over on Red’s Kingdom is the illustration “The Night Before Christmas” by Arthur Rachham. I found the illustration by Arthur Rachham horrifying, in the best way. To me his art always veers on that polarising view of charming but in an uncanny not quite right way. Something about the blackness of the line work, particularly with the scratchy shadows and the way the sickly stained walls progressively get more bruised towards the top makes me think that old Saint Nick isn’t as jolly as it’s told and could be hiding in those shadows, ready to unhinge his bearded jaw and gobble up those kids as they run right up to him. So keeping in theme to that here’s a couple illustrations.