You may be familiar with the scenario: your child is drawing and painting, with the regulation tongue sticking out towards the nose and deep in concentration. The work looks brilliant; if you leave it, he or she will overwork it, and it will become ‘not the work it was’. You’d like to whip it away, but that might light the blue touchpaper for a mini meltdown from the artist and end with a right Jackson Pollock. I’m sort of at that stage with most of my own paintings. I’m not sure of the direction to go, and there’s no such … Continue reading Finished? No, just started.

It is in Derbyshire and is one of my recent paintings, based on a photograph taken some years ago. Did you know there’s a small factory in Tideswell that manufactures bone dust. True! Continue reading Tideswell