THE FINAL CUT
The scene of Anneliese Appleby’s ‘open-air studio’ on a fresh summer’s morning could not be more idyllic. The cottage garden, nestled in the bucolic countryside near Malvern in Worcestershire, is brimming with self-seeding aquilegia, fragrant roses and scented sweet peas, with clematis and honeysuckle scrambling up walls and over fences. As she sits, sketchbook in hand, studying the granny’s bonnets in pink and purple hues glorified in the soft light, which nod in the gentle breeze, humming bees settle on lavender bushes nearby, birds chatter to her from
