Last winter’s extended snowfalls prompted me to indulge the glorious imagery in and around Glasgow, bathed in crystalline light, and to explore questions like how do you paint serenity, or that quilted silence all around?

These subjective issues are central to my work in that I believe I succeed if I communicate through paint what it feels like to be in a landscape, and to confront what is the magical quality of this place and time rather than rendering its purely visual components.

This is a journey fraught with pitfalls where, clearly, previous solutions will not necessarily suffice and stylistic continuity may not be evident. However, that frisson of peering over the edge holds compulsive attraction for me and fires up the symphonic opportunities of addressing a virgin canvas or the refined bone structure of a watercolour. I hope you enjoy sharing where I have been led.