Exmoor Views #art

Exmoor Views Miniature Watercolour Series

Our holiday in Exmoor in July 2025 obviously left me in an Exmoory mood, because within a couple of weeks of our return home I found that I had painted nine miniature watercolours of Exmoor Views. These were in the same small square format that I had used for my previous miniature watercolour series (Dartmoor Scenes , House Plants, Capital City Landmarks, Cornwall Landmarks, and Trees), with each one being painted quickly as part of the ‘morning routine’ that I generally try to get through each day before I try to settle into some more substantive activity.

Most of the subjects for these pictures were locations that we had visited during our holiday, with a couple being other Exmoor locations that I was familiar with from previous visits (including the many family holidays we had in Exmoor when I was a child). Working from top-left, across and down the grid of pictures above, the paintings show:

  • a ruined barn in Porlock Bay
  • the Valley of the Rocks near Lynton
  • Landacre Bridge over the River Barle (possibly my mother’s favourite spot)
  • the bridge and ford at Malmsmead at the head of the Doone Valley
  • Dunkery Beacon – Somerset’s highest point
  • St Bueno’s Church at Culbone (said to be the smallest parish in England)
  • Oare Church (where Lorna Doone was shot on her wedding day)
  • Robber’s Bridge
  • a view across Porlock Bay from Bossington Hill

At the time I painted these pictures I had not fully settled into a pattern with my miniature watercolour pictures, but at some point in late summer 2025 I decided that I wanted all of these series to consist of twelve pictures, and so in October I painted three additional paintings to complete the set. These depict:

  • the ancient clapper bridge – Tarr Steps (also over the River Barle)
  • Dunster Castle
  • a group of red deer

Of these pictures, the most surprising one, both in terms of the subject matter and how the picture turned out, is the last. As I noted in Trees, my paintings generally avoid having people or animals in them (at least not in any detail), so the decision to have a go at drawing and painting Exmoor’s most dramatic wildlife was, for me, an unexpected and somewhat brave one! I was pleasantly surprised when they turned out quite well, in fact I think that this final picture is my favourite of the twelve:

Red Deer on Exmoor

As with my other miniature watercolour series (the ones listed above and several more that I have produced more recently), I sell greetings cards featuring the individual pictures, and home-produced prints with either nine or twelve of the pictures, in my Etsy shop and on Facebook Marketplace.

Exmoor Paintings #art

View of the Exmoor Coast

As described in the posts Quantock Paintings – Part 1 and Quantock Paintings – Part 2, our summer holiday in 2025 was a multi-part affair. A short stay at Crowcombe on the Quantock Hills in June was followed a month later, by a few days a little further west in an AirBnB in Malmsmead, Exmoor. Malmsmead is a location that is well known for being at the head of the so-called ‘Doone Valley’, which is an interesting example of a landscape feature that (now) takes its name from a work of fiction, R.D. Blackmore’s 1869 tale of romance and villainy: ‘Lorna Doone’. However, despite having made many trips to Exmoor over the years, it wasn’t somewhere that I had explored much before.

In Exmoor we were fortunate to be blessed with generally fine and warm weather, and were able to complete several great walks, including, naturally enough, one that took us all the way up the Doone Valley and west over open moorland, before returning north, with great views (see below) towards the Bristol Channel, via the village of Brendon and a nice drop of Exmoor Ale in The Staghunters Inn.

View towards Countisbury Hill, Exmoor

Our accommodation was only a 15 minute walk from the village of Oare, and so we also visited Oare Church, where (in the story) Lorna Doone was shot through a window by the evil, jilted Carver Doone as she stood to marry John Ridd. [Spoiler alert: Lorna survives, and John chases Carver Doone across the moor and watches him sink slowly to his death in a boggy mire, and they all (well all but Carver of course) live happily every after.]

Oare Church, Exmoor

We also completed a walk from Malmsmead towards the coast on what was perhaps the hottest afternoon of the year. This made the walk rather tough going, and this was not helped by the fact that the warm weather seemed to encourage what seemed to be every fly in the entire region to nip and nibble at me along the way.

In between the walks, I found time for some painting of course, producing the various pictures that illustrate this post. The final painting I produced whilst away was of the view across Porlock Bay, where we had walked on the first day of our holiday, from Bossington Hill. As it’s a sunset view, it seems like a good picture to use to draw this post to a close…

Porlock Bay Sunset from Bossington Hill

Periwinkle Tea Rooms, Selworthy #art

In the last couple of months it seems to have become routine that every time a family member or a close friend has a birthday I paint a small picture of a place that has a special meaning or is a favourite for them and use it to make a bespoke birthday card. Back towards the end of January it was my sister’s turn, and knowing how much she liked to visit the Periwinkle Tea Rooms at Selworthy, on the fringe of Exmoor in Somerset, the choice of subject matter was an easy one for me to make.

The result of my efforts is the picture above. I think it captures the look of the place pretty well – the thatched roof, cream-painted walls, red tiles and ornate windows and the general setting of the building nestled within a wooded area. There is perhaps only one snag… Every time I look at the picture I can’t help but see the twig-covered canopy that forms the roof of the porch as a big, bushy, and somewhat unkempt moustache. It’s just as well that there is only one window placed immediately above it. If there were two, spaced slightly apart to form a pair of eyes, I would never be able to look at the picture and see an old, quaint, thatched cottage ever again!