25 Sep 2016

September Oak. The days grow short.

There is a famous song lyric: “The leaves of brown came tumbling down, September, that September in the rain”. Great song, but it’s not actually true, or least in the U.K. it’s not. Here I am a couple of weeks into the month, and the leaves on the trees are both abundant and decidedly green. So, whilst still adding a little sienna to the mix to take the brightness out of that green, how best to represent September in this the tenth painting of my series of twelve oaks?

My painting depicts one of those days when the sky is evenly overcast and the air is still and a little humid as the warm days of sunshine give way to a slightly cooler feel, maybe after the occasional passing shower. Colours are a little more sombre. One of those days where one now knows for sure that, if the hot sun does make its presence felt again this year, it will probably be only a fleeting visit.

There is a possibly even more famous song lyric:

“Oh, it's a long, long while
From May to December
But the days grow short
When you reach September”.

“September in the Rain” Harry Warren and Al Dubin.
“September Song” Kurt Weill lyrics Maxwell Anderson.

You can watch a work in progress video of September Oak on THIS LINK.

My pace dropped this month, perhaps to be expected after producing one painting per month since last December. Also, not helped by a badly sprained finger which turns out to be “trigger finger”. Not heard of that before.

Decided to digitize an old journal from Liverpool student days of 44 years ago. Not read through it all before now. Don’t think I’ll be sharing it publicly though. It does get rather intense, me being in my early 20s at the time.

Had a day in Skegness for a change of scenery. Speaking of which, it’s time to move back into my other “studio” at the north facing back of the house. The sun is getting low now, so it’s back to daylight bulbs in the rear. This present small room though, right next to the bed, has proved a productive environment for almost a year now. (Time flies).

Art copyright Ian G Craig.

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