The River Bed


The latest daubing is of an English river bed, complete with Pike, Roach, Minnows and stylised scribbles. Destined for a family member who likes to sit on a river bank in the company of a rod and line.

Comments

Skev said…
Another excellent composition. I wouldn't have the patience or wherewithall to attempt this, even if given the time.
5 March 2020 at 21:47
Steve Gale said…
Thanks Skev, although I would argue that you do have the patience, as demonstrated by your ability to collect and then stare down a microscope at a beetles nether regions.
6 March 2020 at 09:06
Dylan Wrathall said…
That's superb - Dyl
6 March 2020 at 14:45
Steve Gale said…
Coming from a fisherman that’s praise indeed Dyl! Thanks
6 March 2020 at 17:45
bob smith said…
Very subtle Steve. I like the Pike that is turning and the hint of unknown fish/creatures to the left. The top is intriguing-I mean the mixture of white giving the impression of looking at the sky from beneath or the sea from above as if it were spume.The blackened fish are interesting.Theres a lot going on in the painting.
I was interested in the comment that the picture framer said that the person doing this was a designer not an artist. Seems to me thats a bit snobbish. Think maybe he or she should look at wikipediae and definition of art. Strong element of design indeed but very beautiful.
6 March 2020 at 18:20
Steve Gale said…
Thanks Bob. I can see where the framer was coming from!
6 March 2020 at 19:57
Chris Janman said…
Nice one Steve.
9 March 2020 at 13:05
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