An imaginary scene painted this morning. Could be anywhere but I was thinking Scotland. A lonely road winds across a watershed in the hills with the higher mountains capped in snow. The boggy land is brown - no fresh growth in February. A spindly tree just about survives on the right. Not a soul in sight ......
About the Artist
Hello. I am a retired Chartered Building Surveyor who took up watercolours at the age of 66 fifteen years ago. It is never too late! Whilst I could always draw and understood perspective ( my training helped that) I had never painted other than a few sketches for clients as an articled pupil 60…View full profile