Maisons à st-Valery. 2016. J.Harms. 20×28,5cm. Acrylic on paper.
With “Les volets verts”, this represents another view from the bay taken from almost the same position but at another angle. I love to paint views from a higher ground looking down. This painting is the last one in my short serie on the lovely town of St Valéry-sur-Somme.
Bleu et Jaune à St-Valery. 2015. J.Harms. 29×39 cm. Acrylic on paper.
Further along the bay, this yellow house really caught my eye. I had to paint it.
Vue sur la baie à St-Valery. 2015. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm.
Along the bay there are colorful houses at St-Valéry-sur-Somme.
Portree, another view. 2015. J.Harms. 29x39cm. Acrylic on paper.
Portree is Skye’s main town. It’s a very pretty place. The usual view people remember from Portree are the colorful houses lining the bay. I admit I really liked those little houses but I came across the view I painted while wandering down the city. It was a gloriously sunny day, and over the roofs, I spotted this particular riviera-esque view. I couldn’t quite get over the color of the sea.
Cloud over Skye. 2015. J.Harms. 29×39 cm. Acrylic on paper.
I was lucky enough to visit Skye during a very sunny 2 day journey. Anyone who crosses the Skye bridge, knows they are entering a very mystical land. On an artistic level, rural landscapes have not been my favorite things to paint. The lines I see so easily in urban landscapes are more difficult to decipher in rural landscapes. I suppose the more I’ll practice this terrible artistic flaw of mine, the better I’ll get. Hopefully.
Empty boats along the bay. 2013. 17×24 cm. Acrylic on paper.
It was the beginning of summer along the bay of Saint-Valéry sur Somme. Boats seemed to be hibernating somehow.
Along the bay of Saint-Valéry. 2013. 17×24 cm. Acrylic on paper.
Saint-Valéry-Sur-Somme is a small town overlooking the Baie de Somme. The local authorities arranged a wooden path along the bay that spreads out to the sea. That day the sun was hot, the sky empty, the sea quiet. A perfect day for a walk before getting on the old steam engine that would lead us to the Crotoy and its large sandy beach.
