
Cricket is one of my loves. This is my team at our home ground, late September, during the last game of the season. We’re in the field and our skipper, arms crossed, surveys the field from first slip…
My daughter scattering cherry blossom petals beneath an ancient overhanging cherry tree, at a friend’s house near Wraxall, Bristol.
The petals were so plentiful it seemed impossible to distinguish between fallen petals and the pinkish reflected light.
Oil on canvas, 90cm x 60 cm