Tag: poppy field
Poppy field in the rain
As a child, poppies captured my imagination like nothing else. I imagined them speaking to me in red hues, and I whispered to them each spring, waiting until the next. Until I grew up and my eyes searched for them even in autumn, yearning for their fragile petals and their presence. From solitary walks in…
Poppy Field impression
Another poppy field impression in watercolour, because they are beautiful, inspiring, passionate, and their essence speaks to affinity.
The beginnings of a poppy field in my dreams
Painting my lingering fascination with red poppy fields in watercolour. Possibly the wild flower I am most enamoured of and with which I have an inexplicable affinity.