After the bold pattern of the last painting, I wanted to try something much more delicate and subtle. Last summer when we were visiting Victoria, we saw some very lush hydrangea bushes near the Empress Hotel. This is a glimpse of that impression.
In Tom’s poem, inspired by the painting, a gentle story grows…
Soft and delicate, ensconced
upon the upper private lawn
of some estate where for the nonce
a deer peeps out and too a fawn
from forests hedging trimmed green space
where creatures wild have had no place
until the recent turn of year
when there have been no people here.
So nature creeps back from the dark
of tangled woods and caverns cold
until the mother deer so bold
leads her offspring on a lark
to nibble on the flowers sweet
and feel long grass beneath their feet.
image (c) 2018 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2018 TJ Radcliffe
8 thoughts on “Hydrangeas …oil painting”
This reminds me of painting on porcelaine, very delicate and iridescent. I love it
Thank you Max! 😊
Love and hate your paintings at the same time because they make me miss spring and summer terribly! Thats what you get when living on a remote rock in the North Atlantic……
Hahaha …thank you? 😆 umm yeah, we’re pretty spoiled here in Vancouver. Even in Montreal where I was living before will have flowers blooming now. You’re in Iceland?
Love the light, texture…….just wonderful!
Thanks so much!