From a distance a blue mist hovers over the green ground foliage. As we approach closer, gradually each tall bowing stem of blue flowers comes into focus. Each one an individual amongst the elegant mass of blue. Amongst the stalks and leaves vibrant bright stars of yellow Celandine and nodding white Anemones punctuate the floral carpet.
Setting up our equipment, unfolding chairs and rummaging in bags of various materials, tip toeing about so as not to stand on any of the flowers and risk losing our way in the woods! (As folklore tells us).
Deciding on an approach to use to tackle such a complex and gorgeous subject is a matter of great debate while we sip tepid tea. The possibilities are endless, we decide on our different plans of action, using various techniques of layering and with a range of materials including pastel, charcoal and watercolour. The timer is on and we set about trying to capture that elusive blue.
All about a woodland chorus surrounds us, baby birds can be heard from the thicket , and a constant jubilant chorus of birdsong above, was that an owl?
The sun is bright but the air has a brisk chill and we are soon freezing cold with fingers losing circulation. April rain comes and we run back to the kombi for cover, a quick defrost before heading back to complete the sketches in between the rain clouds.
Do you have a favourite bluebell wood? Oxey wood near Helpston clearly is a delight - easily seen from the road, a magical environment for sure. Each year an artistic challenge for us and many artists. Will we ever capture that elusive blue?