lexicon

I walked around the woodland today, looking for the shapes that emerge, the lines that criss-cross, the marks that I accept in a painting. These are ‘found’ as I work on the paintings, rather than pre-determined. I learn as I go, trying to work out how much to include or overpaint, add a veil over, scratch through or re-state. I see these marks recurring in my paintings: my lexicon that I draw on.     Related Images:

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Trevone – north coast

Fantastic run (hashing with L2H3) this morning, starting at Trevone on the north coast, following footpaths to Padstow then along the estuary towards Stepper Point. It was a very low tide; we ran onto the beach at Harbour Cove, then the footpath to the old lifeboat station at Hawker’s Cove – tremendous estuary views – before cutting across to the coast footpath at Longcarrow Cove – stunning cliffs and views across Mother Ivey’s Bay to Trevose Head. A great walk route for anyone visiting north Cornwall, see the map   Related Images:

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Bearah

A fantastic walk to Bearah Tor earlier this week, on a brilliantly sunny day. Up the lane from Blackcombe towards the quarry (see a map) then leaving the lane to follow the little stream to find the parish boundary stone. Crossing left back over the lane to climb Bearah Tor, from here you can look down on the workings going on in the Bearah Quarry where granite is dressed for restoration work on Cornish buildings and other projects.   The walk helped me find shapes to use in my work this week in the granite boulders on the tor.   I’m using cold wax as a medium with oil paints, a methodology outlined… Read More

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winter landscape

Series 1: landscapes These winter landscapes (January-February) have a basis in a loose grid. Blocks of colour have been scraped over the original marks and colours, in horizontal or vertical gestures. Lines added or scraped through, perhaps derived from patterns of field boundaries, tracks or trees. An arching shape again laid over with a spreader, and other shapes re-stated. see gallery 1         Related Images:

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stillness

I love the different moods of winter. For a few days now there has been a grey mist across the valley, shrouding the hills. It’s very quiet. The trees veiled, motionless; steadfast; enduring. So for these paintings I’m using cold wax as a medium so that I can layer a veil over the darker tree-like shapes, than making marks either through the wax, or adding another layer.     Related Images:

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for my mother

A poem for my mother; she always liked to reach out to others. And for everyone who reached out to her in her time of need.   If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking  If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. Emily Dickinson     Related Images:

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