Hello bloggers  Hope you are well.

Very soggy here at the moment in Fribourg, Switzerland! The grass is getting all wet-carpet-like again. And I had to bring in my poor little orange tree, whose disapproval has started showing in its browning leaves. Must be a sign of something? Where's all that lovely sunshine gone? Was it because I'd started talking about lovely crunchy snow?

I have some lovely new oil paintings in progress to show you. Hope you love those poppies. For some reason I don't usually paint a lot of red. I think you either love red in your house or not.

Apparently, the eye is always drawn to red, which is why the old masters used to put a tiny drop of red in the distance, just to draw your eye in a certain direction. I suppose it is a real impact colour. The colour of blood and of ambition. Maybe, I lack ambition............

Smiling Poppies, by Laurel Moore.

I love that resonance of sky blue with the red, don't you? Those primary colours kind of bring each bring each other alive. I called it 'Smiling Poppies', because I think those poppies could not have a happier day, than that particular day, by Lake Leman in Switzerland - soaking up the summer sun. And wild poppies have such explosive days, when they burst into bloom - to which almost nothing can compete. Did that sentence really make sense? I'm not really sure. Sometimes, what you think you are saying, and what you are actually saying are poles apart!

The Cottage At Boudry, Switzerland

When we were looking for a house I came upon this little Swiss gem in Boudry. This cottage was only 50m2. Which was probably one room only and a toilet! Admittedly, I did fall in love with it (as you do) Unfortunately, there was no permission to ever extend this house. So, 50m2 it will remain forevermore. Rather sweet really. I guess it must have some kind of preservation order on it. So, if there are any tiny people around? Who require a tiny house? With lots of land? I like the idea of it remaining so though, don't you? Never being knocked down, or changed in any way. Preserved, like my painting, for however long it lasts.................

Lake Leman, Geneva, by Laurel Moore

Here we have a view across Lake Leman in Geneva. It has that wonderful shade of blue, which those mountains and lake seem to absorb here in Switzerland. There is just a little hint of snow on those distant mountains and the lush wildness of the Oil Seed Rape and Poppy flowers in the foreground. This one is quite big and long (behave!) I hope I've achieved a dreamy quality, as if looking through a window.

Email me at questions@moorethanart.com anytime. Or to visit my galleries www.moorethanart.com and www.boundlessgallery.com