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Autumn's Lonely Walks

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Autumn's Lonely Walks


A signed limited edition art print A3 sized, 297 x 420 mm (including a white Boarder)


Actual print size 260 x 260 mm


This signed limited edition print has quality deep rich colours and is on 300gsm cotton perlino art paper. Yum!


(50 available prints only)


This is a 'painting' made using collage techniques from the words of the famous Northamptonshire poet John Claire. His words have been meticulously used to create collage techniques that reveal lines of poetry and can be read within the picture.


My inspiration comes from nature and the local environment of lakes, rivers, a woods where I live. This painting shows the rich invigorating yellow and orange colours of Autumn by a lake in the Nene Valley. Canadian geese go about their business preparing to fly for winter. The words of the poem add a bit more magic to my imagination and allow you to see into the world of the poet and me - the artist!


The poem that helped inspire this painting:


The Last of Autumn


By john Clare


A wild confusion hangs upon the ear,

And something half romantic meets the view;

Arches half fill'd with wither'd leaves appear,

Where white foam stills the billow boiling through.


Those yellow leaves that litter on the grass,

'Mong dry brown stalks that lately blossom'd there,

Instil a mournful pleasure as they pass:

For melancholy has its joy to spare--


A joy that dwells in autumn's lonely walks,

And whispers, like a vision, what shall be,

How flowers shall blossom on those wither'd stalks,

And green leaves clothe each nearly naked tree.


Oft in the woods I hear the thundering gun;

And, through the brambles as I cautious creep,

A bustling hare, the threatening sound to shun,

Oft skips the pathway in a fearful leap;


And spangled pheasant, scared from stumpy bush,

Oft blunders rustling through the yellow boughs;

While farther off, from beds of reed and rush,

The startled woodcock leaves its silent sloughs.

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