Sky

Cornwall, 1991

This was the first time I recall being ‘lost’ while observing and drawing the landscape.

I made these 4 line drawings looking out from my bedroom window on the farm. I remember the experience of watching the clouds rising and stretching as they skimmed the horizon. The 2 compressed charcoal pieces became increasingly dark as they developed their form – the start of a recurring theme.

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