First painting in my new studio. It was a while coming, and a while finishing too! This painting is up for auction here.
Why Limit Your Palette?
Be careful of bold statements made by apparent experts. So much of art talk is people repeating what they’ve heard or read somewhere else, without bothering to test it for themselves. I’ve taken bad advice a few times, especially when I was starting out. So I decided a long time ago that I would only
Why is it so hard to finish a painting?
I’ve been working on this painting for five days now. At the beginning, I was feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety, as I usually do. Excitement at what the picture could be, and anxiety that I won’t be able to get it there. When I’m working on a painting for more than a day,
Dream Big, Take Small Steps
We’re snowed in again and the power has gone. I’m looking out over a landscape made fresh by deep snow. A new year is here. And as always, with it comes the urge to make changes. Usually, we try to make big changes. Often, a few of them at once. Which, you know as well
Give yourself permission (to take the one big step you need to take)
I’m profoundly grateful to you. If you’re reading this, I want you to know that. If you’ve been following me for a while, you’ll know I’ve had a few wobbles in the last couple of years. Now I wake up every day to breathtakingly beautiful countryside and a happy family. And the thing is, I
Winter in Uley
At first, I was slightly disappointed that we’d arrived in Uley right at the end of Autumn. It was stunningly beautiful, but it was a transitory beauty that was already changing quickly into winter. The golden leaves were falling and the trees were a little more bare every day. It made me sad because we
Working on my “Na”
I was sitting on the floor of a small home in Kolkata, northern India, where I’d be staying for the next three months. I had my tabla ready in front of me. I had no idea what to expect. Jayanta, my new tabla teacher, had just seated himself opposite me. He didn’t speak a word
Getting Started
Uley Bury, an iron age hill fort, behind Uley village 8:30 AM. We’re in the car, taking the kids to school. As we drive up the steep, narrow, twisty road out of the Uley valley and on to the edge of the Cotswolds escarpment I catch my breath at the natural splendour of this place,
A New Day
We’d been on the motorway for 6 hours, stuck in a traffic Jam. The kids were going crazy. The cat, perched between the kids in the back, was miaowing loudly and clawing at the door of the cat box. Michelle and I had both had about an hour’s sleep the previous night, and we were
Williams Pears
Often I take a long time over putting together the setups for my small paintings. This one originally had other objects involved – at one point a mirror in the background, at another an antique silver spoon, and a collections of bowls – but after a few hours of squinting and looking at the shapes
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