Wanderings across the Heath where linear time collapses. Fragments of the distant past scattered across the surface of churned earth. Portals, deep time, calls to me.

World war 1 tank in Reims. Still remaining in the 1930s. Destroyed completely during WW2.

Burnt gorse bush with graphite and gorse charcoal. I picked up a bit of the gorse charcoal that was lying on the ground. It gives a soft black against a silvery grey of the graphite.

The Sentinel, the one who watches.

Cyanotype layers of time. Approx 8 minutes from sun to paper.

Still working on this painting. It made it to stage 2 of the John Moores Painting Prize but not through to the final stage so now I can continue with the layering of textures and time.

I am reminded of the poem by the great Wilfred Owen ‘Soldiers Dream’ where he imagines Jesus causing a ‘permanent stoppage’. All the guns, all the weapons, stop functioning.

Multi layered with ink base and water soluble oil. 40 x 40 cm. Work in progress.