caralockhartsmith

stories and illustration

Trees Beside The Old Railway Track 3

Old Track 3A secret track, running down to Kershopefoot, above Liddel Water, on a path lined with orchids. Never encountered a soul down there, but notice the prints of horses in the mud.

August 30, 2015 Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment

Trees Beside The Old Railway Track 2

Old Track 2

August 30, 2015 Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , | 3 Comments

Trees Beside The Old Railway Track 1

Old Track 1

August 30, 2015 Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , | Leave a comment

Winter Smoke, Wintering Swans

wintering swans

January 6, 2015 Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Walking in Small Woods 2

Woodland 1

 

November 20, 2014 Posted by | Painting, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , | 2 Comments

Walking in Small Woods 1

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Sun setting over the Cheviots filters its pink light, stage right,  on to the trees, where the few last leaves are sprinkled like stars. The earth layer is thick with new leaves over old, darker leaves. I am looking at woods as I need to paint woodland for some illustrations, and it is these sort of small woods where I imagine the story taking place.  I ordered a whole designer set of gouache paint yesterday, in a box, now I will have to use them, having been so self-indulgent, and just before Christmas too.  I tried acrylic on paper as an experiment and it felt all wrong, but going back to gouache felt sort of right, and a tad exciting after water-colour. I have been looking at the possibilities of gently tinted watercolour paper – eggshell, oatmeal, duck blue – those kind of colours.  I am getting ready for the New Year.

November 20, 2014 Posted by | Illustration, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

October Woodland, The Hirsel Estate

Woodland

For two days now there have been high winds, with flurries of rain and sunshine.  Yesterday I walked up the pathway beside the golf course which segues into the path where the pheasants have right of way. There are always birds on this path, they fuss off when I approach, really it isn’t public footpath terrain, though the pathways are quite clear to follow.  The woods are bright and showy at the same time, the ground thick with ferns. When the wind blows leaves careen down like fairy coins. When I went further into to the wood I heard the dogs barking from the lodge, and the pheasants shrieking; possibly it was my footsteps that were causing this disturbance. Later in the day there was a rainbow, briefly, above the garden; and today the winds have been howling from dawn to dusk, the clocks have gone back, I have stayed indoors, though him outdoors did the usual six mile walk, dressed for the weather, head to foot. New boots have been bought via the Internet: apparently they were supplied to the French Foreign Legion.

October 26, 2014 Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Liddesdale: Apple Blossom

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June 21, 2014 Posted by | Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , | 1 Comment

Liddesdale Woodland

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June 19, 2014 Posted by | Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | 8 Comments

   

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