Where Wild Poppies Grow leaf Peace descends upon me

Peace descends upon me

A snake circles her torso

Sometimes you accomplish something which you’re really proud off and it’s worth blowing your own trumpet a little

but a life also blessed with huge privilege

Where Wild Poppies Grow leaf Peace descends upon meA field of red, ripples in the breeze. The blood of men, therein they lie. The poppy strewn hillside looks out over the water. Waves roll onto the sand and I look through tall summer grass to the horizon. I see the beautiful contrast of the red flowers and sky. I feel uplifted by the colour and renewal of life. I have used an expressionist style of painting to build movement and depth into the sky and foreground. Flecks of iridescent gold paint catch