BERNERAY - Conversations with paint.

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Working with light and the effects of light, what you feel but cannot see. 

Delicate veils of shape shifting sand blown across the shore by relentless winds, running like ghosts sprinting to nowhere. A never-ending dance along the shore.

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Seaweed washed up on sand, deposited in lines resembling manuscript staves with dried kelp spore sacs, scattered like crotchets and quavers, pushed and pulled backwards and forwards with the tide’s ebb and flow. 

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Golden lichens grow like splotches of splattered paint forming weird hieroglyphs, circles and crescents on ancient rocks.

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Endeavouring to paint the invisible, this collection of paintings has emerged from an intense and focused practice allowing the paint to be alive and to sing. Forever open to surprises, alert and ultimately inviting in a painterly playfulness.

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Having found a lifetimes worth of inspiration in the Outer Hebrides, I am constantly drawn to the quality of light and space on these remote islands, where nature and the elements lead the way. Exhilarating; enthralling; intoxicating. As Scottish writer WH Murray worte of these islands that “there are places where the natural movement of the heart is upwards”