Following the contours of the hedgerows high up on the ancient hills of Long Rock overlooking distant West Penwith, a network of distinct curving lines and enclosures is visible, just like the fine lines of a clearly defined ordinance survey map. September, October and November provided magnificent skies with spectacular cloud formations, like grand graphic gestures moving and curving and dissolving across the sky.
In the studio, working from drawings, my eyes now follow the gestural lines made on paper and canvas. With a loaded brush I erase some of these marks until only faint traces are visible.
In a moment of change in the weather, a new landscape is formed and in a moment of change in the studio, a new painting is made.