I find some flowers especially challenging to paint and roses are one of those! Here I tried something more experimental with colour and paint application.
Since these are single-petaled roses, they were not the same challenge as with the regular double-petaled type. I love old-fashioned single-petaled roses. They have a sweet simplicity and usually an amazing scent.
Tom’s wonderful sonnet started by channeling Shakespeare and then quickly went off all his own way!
A rose by any name at all
would still delight a poet’s nose
by putting out its scented call,
to blossom bright and be his Muse.
A simple burst of complex colour
pink and red and maybe yellow
dancing in the foliage
sans pluie et sans la neige:
spring’s eternal budding flower
thorny-sharp and softly scented
in the winter much lamented
for its deep entrancing power.
A rose by any other name
Would still set our hearts aflame.
This came to me as a play on words I suppose (compass rose) but then took on a life of its own. The water colour version to follow soon…
Here is Tom’s lovely poem to accompany it!
what beauty draws the eye and then the touch
toward this prickly outer knotty line
demarcating boundaries sharp, too much
to overcome without a twist of twine
to restrain and open up a way
for stems that gently penetrate the bounds
as rosebuds yearn, the light of younger days
still lingers while the ladybugs run ’round
from point to bud to point above the dark
rich leafy base wherein the rose encompassed
spreads with beauty unabashed and stark
at the centre, petals soft and lustrous
beyond the thorny thickets at the rim
grows the blossom, full of love within
image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 Tom Radcliffe