Red Lace - a story of a painting
A simple story of a painting.
Sometimes it’s the simple pleasures of living in this beautiful county that bring a lingering smile, such as looking forward to the casual, yet dynamic blooming of the wild poppies in June. The impact can be just a single lost flower or the invasion of a whole field swathed in red.
But usually it’s a graceful lacing of the field edges - red heads of delicate crepe paper petals bobbing in the breeze.
This June on a winding lane from Edgefield, near Holt, there was a particularly wonderful field of poppies - so inspiring I had to paint the view.