Having learned early in life to adapt and roll with the punches, I took quite a punch when I hurt my neck and couldn't lift my head or look sideways for almost 18 months. During this time I gazed at the field next door -The Goose Field. In my enforced stillness I learned how to re-engage with an art form I had acquired in my early years. Gazing. I used to know how to really look. To absorb. To engage with "empty" mind.
That pain in my neck give me back what I had learnt and lost. When I was ready, I got up and painted fast and furiously a number of big canvases. The field in flood was the first and there were many more.
That pain in my neck give me back what I had learnt and lost. When I got better , I wanted something different. More a feeling of the place a sense of the speed of the change in the swiftness of the changing of the light. This alacrity is what I got when I discovered cold wax medium. With this innovation in my work, I am now allowing the paint to lead me as much as the landscape led me in the past ( and at the speed of changing light).