I have spent a glorious month painting autumn in watercolour. It is, by far, my favourite season. I had imagined that I would be painting autumn landscapes in watercolour and of course those beautiful autumn leaves.
But a total cutie popped up in one of my paintings this month - luckily I happened to be filming that one so you can see it for yourself at the end of this post.
In my part of the world it is actually the first month of winter, at the time of writing this, so my series of autumn paintings and is my way of extending the rosy gold magic for just a little longer.
And watercolour seems the perfect medium to paint those colour transitions. The water blends one colour into another with the same effortlessness of the hand of nature.
Autumn inspires the painters and photographers the world over - how can it not? If ever there was a tempting palette…..
With foliage like this there is no temptation to look for blooms to add to an autumn painting.
There is something so reassuring to me about this time of year. Often there is a depressing greyness to the obvious signs of passing time. Autumn shows us that it doesn’t have to be this way.
I appreciate that in the second half of the full life of a year there is still enough energy for a fiery blaze. The youthful exuberance of spring is not the only beauty to be found.
In autumn it is a quieter kind of beauty. A grace and elegance born of the wisdom of experience, perhaps…
There is much to choose from when you settle on Autumn as your subject matter. But this little cutie was beyond my expectations. Of all the delights of autumn he was possibly the most irresistible…
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