Every time I drive past Kerrysdale I think of the Lake District.  There is something about the little lumpy hills and the tightly packed clumps of trees that reminds me of the Lakes, or the area around Aviemore where the farmland tumbles down to the Cairngorms.  This little bit of West Coast paradise never photographed well for me, but I could see and feel the shot I’ve been wanting to capture for years.  So I’ve painted it instead.

With the mountains rising up behind it, Kerrysdale’s little field often hosts a bright sunny area where the background mountains shrouded in mist or clouds.  The grass dazzles in vibrant lime yellow as the sheep or cows munch on the lush grass and the burn gurgles behind the viewer.

10x7 inch original watercolour painting. Unframed.