Matt and Suzanne squeeze out the last drops of summer on their boat, the forester has gone fishing but I prefer to sit here, in a field amongst seed heads, in rose gold September light listening to the final encore of crickets.
The colours in this abstract are all taken from plants growing on the verge of school lane, Hales in Norfolk. I cut out strips of painted acrylic paper, and then make a mock up piece, which is used as the template for the larger finished piece.
With his chainsaw, Billy has sliced through a clump of alders like a marzipan covered cake, revealing the cool dark centre veined with stems. The stumps have faded from livid orange to mellow pink and the wood is stacked ready for the winter after next.