“It’s a dark, balmy provençal night as the season gently begins to edge towards autumn. Breathing in the heady cocktail of aromatic plants, it’s a moment to savour. In an overgrown field of diaphanous grasses, old ignored vines are barely peeking through. In the corner, an abandoned cabanon lay. In years past it gave land workers a welcome respite from the searing sun of Provence but it stands alone and neglected at the foot of the mighty Mont Ventoux. As soon as you go for a few miles into the countryside, on a clear night, you can raise your head and enjoy the stars-filled sky and start noticing the blueish swathe of the Milky Way. It is a sight to behold and I wanted to transfer that emotion to the painting.”
