45cm x 60cm
Indian Inks and acrylics on canvas
by Emma Rose
This was created for a Canadian collector, who actually commissioned 11 paintings. This walk is by her house, inspired by photographs.
The holly bush, a sober lump of green,
Shines through the leafless shrubs all brown and grey,
And smiles at winter be it e’er so keen
With all the leafy luxury of May.
And oh, it is delicious, when the day
In winter’s loaded garment keenly blows
And turns her back on sudden falling snows,
To go where gravel pathways creep between
Arches of evergreen that scarce let through
A single feather of the driving storm;
And in the bitterest day that ever blew
The walk will find some places still and warm
Where dead leaves rustle sweet and give alarm
To little birds that flirt and start away.
Winter Walk by John Clare
English poet known for his celebratory representations
of the countryside