These are paintings where I give vent to movement and feelings at the time. I let the paintings form themselves, and they do.

Spring brings a myriad of vegetation in the fields and broad verges to the country roads around Malvern. Cycling along, there’s the impression of so many things, blown around by the wind. This was a very active painting, as if I was moving around the canvas, using oils, cold wax, and other mediums to soften and blend the colours.

Here, I imagined myself on a cliff, looking down on the sea crashing onto the rocks below. I was lying amongst the tall grasses and a picture emerged. There are several layers to the paint on the canvas. I applied and scraped back, applied again. Oil on canvas, using cold wax and solvents.

This painting resolved some issues in my mind. I wasn’t sure what to do about something, so came to my studio and applied paint, working faster than my conscious mind could keep up. This is what emerged: the agitation on the canvas and my mind becoming more peaceful as the painting progressed. Oil on canvas.

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