Driving through Hadlow Down, I spotted a magnificent magnolia tree. I yo-yoed my easel between the village hall and the magnolia tree. The magnolia tree looked like one of those dazzling white clouds that float across an immaculate blue sky as only happens in spring. The colours of the building ground the painting, and then I added the sacred spring fire*, so the magnolia is a cloud and a fire at the same time. A brightly coloured humming bird samples the fare.
* Old rural stories tell of sacred fires lit in the spring. Cattle were driven between them on their way out to the fields for the first time in the year. As they made their way through the smoke towers of the sacred fires, it was said, they were given a blessing to protect them throughout the year. The embers of all the houses were then doused and relit for the year ahead with embers from the sacred fires.
The original of this painting is still available. Click here to bags it.