Garden Gate
Captivated by the layers of paint that had been applied across the years to this garden gate. Where some sections were aging, others were shiny and new. Reflecting the maintenance and care that had been applied over time.
The rusty hinges and their unique shape, representative of a bygone era. But the real beauty of this white, garden gate was that every other colour was showing itself.
I set out to draw this picture to challenge myself. Drawing in white, on white paper. And away I was taken for many an hour.
Captivated by the layers of paint that had been applied across the years to this garden gate. Where some sections were aging, others were shiny and new. Reflecting the maintenance and care that had been applied over time.
The rusty hinges and their unique shape, representative of a bygone era. But the real beauty of this white, garden gate was that every other colour was showing itself.
I set out to draw this picture to challenge myself. Drawing in white, on white paper. And away I was taken for many an hour.
Captivated by the layers of paint that had been applied across the years to this garden gate. Where some sections were aging, others were shiny and new. Reflecting the maintenance and care that had been applied over time.
The rusty hinges and their unique shape, representative of a bygone era. But the real beauty of this white, garden gate was that every other colour was showing itself.
I set out to draw this picture to challenge myself. Drawing in white, on white paper. And away I was taken for many an hour.
Hand drawn with Prismacolor Pencil
A3 size (29.7×42cm)
Canson fine grain, acid free, artist drawing paper
Finished with clear permanent protection fixative
Artwork is unframed.
