New Work

Paysages de Guingois

While painting "traditional" landscapes with rivers, houses, churches and trees for several years, I longed to explore images beyond accurate representations, enjoying breaking a few rules of perspective along the way.

I like St Exupéry's story and illustrations of the Little Prince who leaves his planet to explore the world, looking for friends and a meaning in life ...

My "new work" is an exploration of a rounded horizon, with earth and water, buildings, trees, ships ...

Gardens
Herefordshire Cider Orchards
English parks
Lighthouses and Sea
Churches, villages and towns
Provence

Gardens
Under vibrant sky, Walking up or stepping down, Come! See my garden!		Mon petit jardin, By the seaside it blossoms, Time lingers... quiet...
Pastel summer sky, Gravel crunching under foot, Some time to linger...	Buzzing and humming... The poetry of roses, Her secret garden.	Pottering, weeding, Joys of summer fragrances, Good drying day too!
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Herefordshire Cider Orchards
- Joli mois de Mai, Cider county in blossoms, Bees are whispering	- Follow the footpath, Follow the apple perfume, The breeze brings you home	- Autumn afternoon, Another fruity harvest, Pies in the oven
Days are lengthening, Renewals and beginings, Frosty, still orchards...	Whispering blossoms, the rhythm of the seasons, The return of spring.	Geese are flying South, Fragrant and fruitful season, Beginings and ends...
Well-tended orchard, So gentle, murmuring breeze, Spring promise of fruits.	Humming summer bees... Generations of mothers... Nurturing gardens...	Traditions, seasons, Another crop, fragrant jewels, Days are shortening...
Blossoming orchard, Softly, soflty, gentle breeze, Joli mois de Mai.	Seasons... another... Stillness in the morning mist... Cosy, loving hearth...
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English parks
- Amber leaves shiver, Chilly morning in the park, Swallows will fly South	Stillness in the park, Summer tunes and melodies, Glimmers of brass bands...	English traditions, Echoes of summer music, Shadows of winter...
- Come to the park, dear, Whispering trees in summer, The band is coming		Good-bye October, Copper rustles in the wind, Gold crush under feet.
The Park in Town, England [=>]
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Lighthouses and sea
Lighthouse & Sailing Boat	Lighthouse & Ship	- This way the sky, That way the watery deep, The rhythm of steam
- Cruising safely, so, Steam across the deep blue sea, Dusk, light in the dark.	- Sailing safely, ho! Liquid horizon away, Salty adventures.	- Sailing to harbour, Seagulls in the stormy dusk, Home... safe... at long last...
Cool and brisk is dawn, Setting off... blue horizons, Oh, new adventures...	Hidden beach comforts, Bucket and spade tucked away, Early evening peace...	So English, beach huts, Orderly and colourful, Murmur of the waves.
Seagulls are gliding, Again, the tide is turning, Dewy morning peace...	-Dear aunt and uncle, sending a salty postcard... Sound of the seagulls...	-Lapping of the waves... Morning sea breeze, whispering Holidays' secrets...
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Churches, villages and towns
Church & Gate	Country Church
Single House	Street Lamp & House	Three Houses
- Autumn in Wales, gold, Old stone walls around hills, green. Grey stone homes, cosy.	- Village, the bells ring, The postman has been and gone, The vicar's on her way.	- Town, dewy morning, Soon children will run to school, September begins.
Herefordshire church, Old, so old, and so peaceful, Nestled on the hill...	Home	Red stone house of God, Sanctuary on the green hills, Humble in the wind...
- Old timbers creaking, Crooked home with history, Secrets of the past	- A place of worship, The rhythm of the seasons, A stone cross... blessings...	Russet stone county, Past and present worshiping, Eternal green yew.
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Provence
When the Mistral blows	Lavenders	Lavender 2
- The cypress keep guard, Generations of pilgrims, Ancient sanctuary	- Hot golden petals, Today the Mistral blows, blows, Timeless is Provence	- The bell is ringing, Tiles and stones hot in the sun, Stillness is fragrant
- Purple the fragrance, Horizon bluer than blue, Summer shimmering	Russet silhouettes, Huddled, old, solid, rustic, Provence for ever.	Relentless Mistral, Millers, fathers, grand-fathers... Forgotten... not quite...
	Flocks on the long way To the green summer pastures... Journeys of the past...

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