This painting is reminiscent of my time spent marching through Scotland's finest bogs as a young child. The picture is painted from my imagination, however it bears a passing resemblance to the North East of Scotland. This area's landscape is affectionately etched into my memory despite my many years living abroad.
Based loosely on the work of François Gérard and 'Glasgow Boy' James Guthrie, I have used fine detail to describe the landscape and it's characters. It is my intention that the viewer can lose themselves in the detail.
The narrative is somewhat open to interpretation. A tightly knit group wind their through marshlands, overshadowed by the hills and the threat of some unsettling weather. However the butterfly hovering overhead hints at more optimistic times and the fertility and vibrancy of the land.