… in which she’s asked to state her business on a remote country lane.

He pulled up alongside me on a remote country lane. Looked me square in the eye from the front seat of his idling ute and said

“What sort of shirt do you wear?”

old cottage with ochred pressed metal walls

I looked at him with camera in hand not sure what I was doing wrong or what he was asking.

He asked me again.

“What sort of shirt do you wear?”

vignettes of textures around the old cottage

I looked at the camera, and looked at him and tried … “Artistic?”

He liked that.

“Well knock yourself out” he said. “Just tell the missus what you’re up to.”

old chain and fallen tree with cottage in background

“And don’t touch anything!”

old water drum and door lock

pine cones, old wire and ochres

I didn’t have too. I’d struck visual gold.

paint peeling on old window, reds and ochres

Vignettes of cottage and textures. iron, pressed metal paint

A couple of Sunday hours losing myself to paint and patina.

packing boxes in an old shed

A hillside to myself, yet somehow I still felt that I was being watched.

Beautiful delapidated packing boxes

And I was.

Little cat peeping up behind the packing cases

cat looking at me.

Wind burnt, frozen to the core. Sitting in a barren winter orchard doing ugly drawings as Harrie would say.

marg from the sketchbook barren winter orchard

It feels like snow… stay warm my lovelies and have a great week.

Marg x

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    14 Comments

    1. Posted 23 June 2013 at 8:55 pm | Permalink

      Beautiful, again! What was this place? Abandoned old farm? I love the rustic, warm, colours, and now I want to head outside with my camera too. Thanks for the inspiration! šŸ™‚ (which means I’m gonna skip going to the playpark with some friends, and head to the mountains with the little one instead).

      • Marg
        Posted 23 June 2013 at 8:58 pm | Permalink

        Thanks Satu. Ah I feel like I’ve been a bad influence in some ways! It’s a farm, the people still live there, but there are elements that haven’t been touched in decades. I’d like to go back on a warmer day. I couldn’t feel my hands by the time I’d finished!

        • Posted 23 June 2013 at 9:04 pm | Permalink

          No, that was definitely good influence! I’m gonna try to convince the others to come with us as well…

          • Marg
            Posted 23 June 2013 at 9:09 pm | Permalink

            Good on you. Have a great day and enjoy the warmth!

    2. Tracey
      Posted 24 June 2013 at 9:45 am | Permalink

      Beautiful painting

      • Marg
        Posted 24 June 2013 at 9:56 am | Permalink

        Thanks Trace. I couldn’t feel my fingers.

    3. Posted 24 June 2013 at 11:48 am | Permalink

      Absolutely gorgeous!! I love moments like this, unexpected beauty. And I love that cat watching you. Brilliant. šŸ™‚

      • Marg
        Posted 24 June 2013 at 3:23 pm | Permalink

        I want to go back Krista. I feel like I only scratched the surface but the cold forced me inside.

    4. Posted 24 June 2013 at 4:48 pm | Permalink

      OMG I love those boxes and what is that paneling it looks like wallpaper but I know it’s not. The beautiful layering of the colors just what I love as well, a hot drink and warm gloves for your hands though!!
      back online at last and catching up
      xxx

      • Marg
        Posted 24 June 2013 at 4:58 pm | Permalink

        Buona sera Lisa. Nice to have you back online but don’t let it spoil the idyll you’ve been enjoying. Looks pretty damned blissful to me.

        You’ve never seen so many boxes in one shed! And the panelling is pressed metal. I’ve never seen that on a house exterior before. Bugger the hot drink. It was red wine and plenty of it when I got in haha.

        Love to you all. Hope you’re all settling in. Missed you x

    5. Posted 25 June 2013 at 8:22 am | Permalink

      Wow, transported to heaven, what a find. Great lines in your drawing šŸ˜‰
      Good on you and your trespassing ways!!
      (I have the Cobweb craft woman knitting me some mittens, must get her to do a pair for you.

      • Marg
        Posted 25 June 2013 at 9:24 am | Permalink

        I actually wasn’t trespassing when he bailed me up. I was just taking photos from the road but I guess it could have looked a bit suss. mmm …. mittens. Such a great word.

    6. Posted 27 June 2013 at 1:55 pm | Permalink

      Just beautiful Marg – and I love the colours and detail.
      Brava!
      Take a bow!

      F x

      • Marg
        Posted 28 June 2013 at 8:57 am | Permalink

        ha thanks Fran. Cool find hey!

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