Monthly Archives: January 2016

The blasting cold air generated a throbbing pain in my ears, even though I was wearing a thermal beanie hat. Previous trickles of water became fast flowing streams, making the landscape even more visually compelling. The mixed media painting shows … Continue reading →

A still winters afternoon. soft, milky, light, thin drifting clouds. The brook carries fast running, crystal clear water, percolated through the moorland peat, to the reservoir below. A rich mix of colour combining the dark purple, browns of the heather … Continue reading →

Finally finished a large mixed media canvas I have been working on for most of the winter. I think this painting expresses a great deal about what I feel and observe about the new weather system we seem to find ourselves in. … Continue reading →

In this very fluid but textured painting I have tried to emphasise the darkness of Burbage Moor at the moment. The rain has finally moved away after several hours of raining. Flashes of standing silver grey water marks the path … Continue reading →

The last light of the day. The water glistened on the footpath and groughs leading the eye naturally into the far distance. The colours around are muted by the low light and the winter tones of the heather and grasses. … Continue reading →

Pleinair acrylic on nine 15cm x 10cm canvas’s, studying the dark rich burnt sienna’s of the exposed areas of frozen and saturated peat. It is surprising to find the intense areas of colour in this bleak winter landscape.

Pleinair acrylic paintings on canvas several days of sky studies. The canvas’s are 20cm x 15cm, trying to keep the paint moving to highlight the sense of continual change. The moorland is very wet, puddles and running water abounds. The … Continue reading →

These are the coldest days of the winter in the Dark Peak District.  The peat is frozen and a dusting of fine snow lies in  any hollows. The distant hills take on a soft blueness and the freezing air is … Continue reading →

Broad brushstrokes of oil paint trying to emphasise the strength of the freezing northerly wind carry small flakes of snow across Stanage. I was trying to imagine working in such conditions as a quarry man or stone mason, how would … Continue reading →

A strong northerly wind blowing over Stanage Edge, milky winters light, subdued colours. The caw of a crow overhead. The rocks take on a dark wall like quality for all its 3.5 miles. Why do I and thousands of others … Continue reading →