Today I adjusted a previous sketch of Sharpenhoe Clappers, the dramatic Chiltern escarpment just north of Luton.
The photos look pretty similar but I worked on defining the clouds, and pulling the sunlight over the hill to touch the tree-tops. It struck me that I had inadvertently painted three worlds - field, hill and sky. Trees are the overlap, and since those on the hill are planted in memory of two sons killed in war, that seems appropriate. The solitary sunlit tree starkly confronts with its new life. Larkin - 'begin afresh, afresh, afresh'.