Painted in April, recalling an idyllic visit made in early March to Arne, Dorset, and the feelings evoked while walking beside a stand of birch trees giving the impression of a natural cloister of white columns and arches surmounted by sprays of crimson branchlets awaiting the chance to burst into renewed life. That recollection was made all the more poignant under the new ‘lockdown’ restrictions affecting the UK. The painting was made quickly, in just one afternoon.
