Winter Dusk Poem

Many times over the years I walked out through the forest at Burrswood (Kent, UK) in the winter as the last light glowed behind the trees and there was the shrill, melancholy sound of birdsong. This memory was a starting point for this paint poem.

The painting underwent many changes before the colour and layered paint translated both the experience and gave a meaning to paint.
Acrylic on canvas
21 x 30 cm

Date: 18/01/2021

Photographer: Fiona Stanbury