Matisse, Monet, David Hockney, Cedric Morris like me have all been inspired by gorgeous green and a flower or two.
The colour green has always been important to me, it's calming, nurturing but at the same time it's an intoxicatingly stimulating presence a constant in my life. I've surrounded myself with and built gardens even where none existed in order that I can feel it's vibration deep within. That was until I moved to the desert and it all became much harder.
A life deprived of green and all it's benefits is too desolate to contemplate and so I have turned to art to recreate magical visions of green, plants and all manner of beauty inspired by those great artists who I can't help but think must have felt a similar vibration