Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Early Morning in Ballyporreen.
Oil on Panel
One summer, not so long ago, I was staying with a friend in a farmhouse in Ballyporreen,
It was situated at the foot of the Knockmealdown Mountains and there was this amazing field, full of buttercups, at the back of the house.
I have never seen anything like it.
The weather was beautiful, sunshine every day.
In the mornings, I would stroll down the garden, climb over the wooden gate, and relish in the beauty of it all.
I just had to paint that scene. Take it all in, and try and capture it.
The light, just at the back of the trees, shining through, and hitting the old ruined, out house
and lighting up the buttercups was a sight to behold.
I will never forget that feeling of pure bliss.
Every morning, I went down with my paints and panel, and sat in the field. For days on end until I got the colours and feeling I was trying to portray. So lucky with the weather, especially for Ireland.
The painting was then finished in the studio.
A scene I"ll never forget and is dear to my heart.
I sincerely hope you like it too.