The Sea Poppy from last year's Summer still resonates. It proliferates and climbs hostile surfaces of exposed stone, taking hold in the smallest cracks against the elements.
Skies become seas, and the swathes my California Tree Poppy - the tides. My garden's banks become rocky edges of land. My memory of those past days in my favourite coastal places: from Lanzarote to St Ives; and Llanddwyn, on Anglesea - I recall exploring the wild coast lines and discovering this exceptional beauty surviving and flourishing against all odds.
130 w x 90 h cm
Oil, raw pigment and pastel on Arches Oil paint paper