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Cala Esmerelda Mallorca.
Caoraidh sa ghleann â¡ Sheep in the Glen.
The Lady Washington Brig
Original pastel painting of the square-rigged sailing vessel, the Lady Washington, seen at anchor in the Pacific Northwest of the USA. My thanks to Michael Ryan for permission to use his wonderful reference photograph. Image size 13.5" x 19.5" (35cm x 50cm), Panpastels and pastel pencils on Pastelmat board (unframed). The first Lady Washington was a 90-ton brig named after Martha Washington. She was the first American-flagged vessel to round Cape Horn, making landfall in Oregon in 1788. She took part in the fur trade and carried tea and porcelain across the Pacific from China. She was the first US ship to reach Japan, but was lost off the Philippines in 1797. The present Lady Washington is a full scale replica, launched in 1989 and sails up and down the coast of California, Oregon and Washington, offering educational programs. (Please note, watermarks do not appear on original image.)
Cats In The Tree
Pretty shades of blues and lavender in the evening sky, a family of bunnies sit contented at the bottom of a tree full of contented cats! Complete fatasy but in my world they all live happily together! Painted in acrylic on an 8in x 10in canvas, all of the sides are painted. It comes complete with its own wooden dispaly easel but its also strung to hang on your wall. P+P in mainland Uk is included in the price
The Red Baron
Back in childhood VI
This painting is created as one of the works in the series about toy train. These works were inspired by my son. Games with my son led me into thinking about my childhood, and my toys. Some of which have not changed over time. And this could be considered a monument to my father because there's no longer Him to ask about His childhood.
Synergy of watercolour paint and digital process. During an art residency in Mexico inspired by Homero Aridjis poem I painted the famous volcano Popocatepetl with the legendry Quetzalcoatl emerging from its heart. Red sun in the west. Long fixed rays piercing the valley. Sky tensely blue. Among the volcanic peaks, the smoking crest of Popocatepetl. From its summit, loose rocks roll down, silent, without weight, like a cataclysm without sound. New Fire by Homero Aridjis