Things I’ve Noticed…
For a long time, I called this journal Studio Notes — a place to share glimpses into my painting process and the stories behind my work.
Over time, I realised that the beginnings of my paintings often happen long before I enter the studio. They begin with noticing: a shift in light, the colour of a field, the sound of birdsong, the texture of a hedgerow, or a fleeting moment in the landscape.
This is a place to gather those observations — the small things that catch my attention and, sometimes, find their way into a painting.
Take One Painting
Sometimes a painting begins with a particular place, but sometimes, what stays with you isn't necessarily the place itself.
Sometimes it's a moment.
We had gone to Norfolk for the weekend and the weather was changeable, as is often the case there. Clouds scudded quickly across those enormous skies, birds seemed to be everywhere, their calls swirling around us, and the creeks and inlets were trickling with water.
I felt a little battered by the wind.