The landscape paintings I make are often dark, monochromatic, superficially empty; apparently unoccupied. Ethereal tonal and textural shifts underpin and overlay spontaneous, improvised ‘calligraphic’ mark making, organic details and forms. Always there is the horizon delineating the edge of the visible world. But this edge shifts. Every step we take towards it, so it moves on a step. The edge/horizon is as easily a perpetual, incremental shift as a sudden cut to something else. And because the world is a ball, we can chase the horizon, the edge forever. I feel an intense connection to a time when such boundaries were imaginary and crossing them or transgressing becomes an impossibility.
There is only change and continuity.
Mixed media - inks, spraypaint, lacquer