Former Glory

“Former Glory” (8″ x 10″ oil on panel)

This is an enormous large leaf maple tree with just a matter of time before the limbs that are left fall. In the meantime however, it’s a wonderful subject to paint en plein air. The stark pale grey of the dead tree contrast with autumn colours even on this rather dull day. I also enjoyed the interplay between the shapes of the branches and the movement of the clouds. The hydro poles remind us that there are people around even if the setting looks remote.

(C) 2022 Hilary Farmer

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The Old Crabapple

The Old Crabapple (11″ x 14″ oil on canvas)

This one started as a few abstract squiggles and evolved into a memory of a tree from the farm I grew up on. An old gnarled tree, it was really tall for a crabapple. It was gloriously covered in blossoms in the spring and small hard fruit in the fall that my mother made mysteriously delicious jelly from.

Tom’s poem is just perfect for it.

Four-score and ten: my season’s span
from summer warmth to winter snows
from spring’s first bud to autumn’s fan
of drying leaves. My circle’s closed

by blossoms blousing in the breeze
which grow to apples in the heat
turned hard and tart by fall’s first sneeze
then frost like diamonds dusts my feet.

Four-score and ten: my season’s span
’til hence I go where I began.

image (c) 2021 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2021 TJ Radcliffe