I have moved a lot, and realized a couple of moves ago that I am eager to set up my familiars, part for work part for visual comfort. This is my landscape, I make it and put myself in it. I love my stuff.
This is my old wooden gate-leg table facing the meadow and bridge, interceded by a big old River Nile Begonia, black violets, pink, white cyclamen, an orchid…..and the tools of my trade up close. Paint tubes and paint boxes, ink and varnish bottles, pens, brushes, notebooks, sketchbooks, papers, bits of cloth, cigarettes, red wine in a glass, half eaten sandwich, shelf of odd things, chocolate bar in the drawer with more brushes and rags, mucho festoonery. I like the stimulation of a crowd.
oil on canvas, 18 X 22