The two paragraphs below were written in 2018. Although I no longer run away scared from a canvas I haven't yet wanted to update these words to 2021; a lot of what I have said here still stands and for now I am keeping it as a reminder like a diary entry and a connection between then and now.
Painting is where I have always thought 'it's' at, whatever 'it' is. I love to paint landscapes. I think it's one of the first things I wish to do when I see a beautiful horizon or hunger at the passing view on a car journey. If it's special and inspiring and I'm going to try and catch it; I want to paint it. Usually I end up taking lots of photos and running away scared from putting paint to canvas. I am finding value in sketching more when I am out, I love drawing when we are on long car journeys and some of the sketches I work from are caught from brief snippets of the passing landscape. I also heard something very important this year and that was not to be afraid of making mistakes; mistakes can be worked out or over or learnt from. Just keep going.
I think paint is one of the most wonderful mediums, paint on brush on surface is a fluid and exciting process. Mark making and colour combinations (or clashes) in an automatic process can be such a therapy. I think of painting as a meditation, just being in that moment and enjoying the process is an incredibly important part of being human.
|In the Morning 2020|
Winter studies 2019. Acrylics and Watercolour.
|Falling Stars 2018|
|Lost in the Elements 2018 - SOLD|
Sketchbook pages 2018
|Cool Autumn day in Somerset 2018|
|Small painting alongside Studland work 2018 - Sold|
|After Studland, 2018|
|St. Ives October|
|Landscape series on acrylics paper. 25 x 19cm|
|Order out of Chaos 2017 - Acrylic on Card|
|Chaos - Acrylic on Canvas - 70 x 50cm|