Towards the Hebrides



Hebrides

Staffa is an organ
Thrown overboard by giants long ago.

Jura is a beast with its head down, sleeping,
Its back volcanic, its winds eroded.

Tiree is a gust of fields and houses
Low in the water on the world's rim.

Lewis is a congregation of juddled srmons
Battened-down hatches in a mist of whisky.

Eigg is one milk tooth biting the sky
Searching thirstily among sagging clouds.

by Kenneth C Steven.

Poetry inspires my paintings. I have recently come across the works of Kenneth C Steven he captures the beauty of the Hebrides in his writing. My painting was inspired by the wetlands of Lewis and is titled 'Towards the Hebrides' oil on canvas 60 x 60 cm.

6 comments:

  1. Bruce Sherman5 January 2016 at 07:35

    Happy New Year Lass!... This atmospheric jewel is a great beginning for 2016!

    The painting is poetic in its own right- with structure... line and stanza apparent in its composition and design!

    Bravo!

    Good Painting!
    Warmest regards,
    Bruce

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  2. Caroline Simmill5 January 2016 at 12:22

    Many thanks Bruce and Happy New Year to you laddie!

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  3. RH Carpenter5 January 2016 at 13:01

    Lovely greens, even in the sky!

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  4. Caroline Simmill9 January 2016 at 13:18

    Thank you Rhonda, nice to hear from you!

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  5. Jean Lurssen21 January 2016 at 08:04

    As always, lovely atmosphere. My favorite kind of painting.

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  6. Caroline Simmill23 January 2016 at 17:05

    Thank you so much Jean!

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