Sally Wakelin – Studies in Creativity
Paintings, drawings, sculpture and writing
Green is everywhere but its good to find something other than just the green of grass or leaves, the “green” of the golf course apart.
I visited the Jardin des Plantes botanical gardens in Paris in November, the leaves turning to a luminous yellow set against the dark green pines and vivid green moss on the tree trunk all caught my eye but what centres the image the pensive young man, his feet flexed in concentration. And the green plastic hose running along the edge of the lawn.
Magonlia buds have opened further in the warm sunny weather over the last few days.
I am lucky to live within walking distance of this great old park, wide views over London, historic bulidings, some of the oldest trees for miles around and plenty of green space. We are all distressed to know that our access will be restricted for so long this summer to make way for the Equestrian Olympics.
Each week we see changes, the building of new banks for jumps, trimming of some trees, removal of others, widening of gateways, re-laying of lawns and paths – the list goes on and on. Progress and development are good but the chain-saw sounds of tree-felling are worrying. Even the heath is being transformed with temporary buildings – provision of stabling for all the horses.
My booted friend saw this grating in Portmerion and knew I’d like it.
Crossing over thew railway line in Blaenau Ffestiniog, I presume the wooden rails are to stop people wandering off from the official route.
The watermill at Blaenau Ffestiniog, water drips running down in the gaps between the railings and below, the hods of thre wheel juxtaposed against the perspective lines of the slates on the roof beyond.
Snowdonia – a week of grey skies and mists and just two days of lovely sunshine – watching the dawn from the skylight window looking over the hills to the north east. The ‘mist’ in the valley in the foreground is really just the vapour from the condensing boiler but I thought it added something good to that dark space.
Looking away to the north west, just visible – a flock of white birds chasing away the black birds.
Back again to the north east the sun finally lighting up all the details of the valleys and trees through the mist.
I do really enjoy photographing shadows . . .
Taken with an iPhone on the train to Edinburgh
Chichester Cathedral
Wrought iron gate, old red brick, shadows on grass – add a picnic – perfect, except its February and about 4˚C.
Portmerion, North wales – designed by he architect Clough Williams-Ellis
Sally Wakelin - Studies in Creativity 
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