The final tonal values of my art can only be seen when hung vertically. As flowers and insects are completed in collage, I often pin them to a vertical board so that I can see what I have to work with.
When looking at these Chrysanthemums I see them as faded red overlaid with silver. Another interpretation would be that they are pink. I am now pondering what the difference between these is. When translating the flowers into fabric it is certainly a difference that will influence my choices.
It seems I find Chrysanthemums irresitible, particularly those with incurving petals. Describing these curves upon curves has taken a while to come to terms with, but now I am really enjoying the task.
The Cretan Festoon, a Swallowtail Butterfly, is the first step in creating artwork from my botanical tour in Crete last spring.
Having worked on the crisp white Romneya flowers and the blue Agapanthus during the long days of summer, I am now bringing them together under a summer sky despite the November gloom outside. The miracle of art.
Before the leaves fade I am returning to the Romneya and Agapanthus collage, the third in the Agapanthus series. Perhaps, in this study of blue and white, there will be a place for a blue butterfly.
It took a five hour power outage for me to get my head around the dye-work for these blue butterflies. Kept from my iron, I had time to focus on the minutiae of spots, speckles and veining, all carried out with a 000 Diana Kolinsky sable brush.
Although I feel autumn is slipping away, the last elder berries are rich and dark and alluring. As soon as they are fully formed a butterfly will come and perch among the shining berries.
This tiny video sets the scene for my Pale Buzzard on his Hawthorn tree.
Red Admiral, Painted Lady and Peacock, I am expanding my flight of butterflies.