The beauty is in the detail

I picked up some very beautiful leaves yesterday while I was out walking with the intention of drawing and painting them. I think this Virginia Creeper leaf is one of the loveliest leaves I have ever seen.

A Sycamore leaf. For reasons that totally mystify me 'real' artists are not supposed to enjoy detail. It seems they are supposed to gaze off into the distance and squint until everything is a blur. Good job I have no aspirations to be one of those then, or I might have missed these!

Back from Blighty

It always amazes me that people can sit on a plane and never look out the window. Coming back from a quick trip to London, the moon was nearly full, the sun was setting and the view was awe inspiring. I wonder what people who lived only a hundred years ago would have made of this sight? We take so much for granted now that catching a plane is as convenient as catching a bus.




















If only this photo could capture the amazing light and scenery as we came on over Lake Geneva with the snow capped mountains turning pink in the distance. I got in the taxi and the Chilean driver told me he flies back for Christmas every year. How lucky we are!