In June, a visitor came to my studio and said my work reminded him of Philip Larkin’s poem, Cut Grass. Though I’m not a poet, his words have stayed with me ever since.

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As the painter, I feel so much energy and urgency in the summer months. I want to make the most of every view, every moment of light and warmth that the season offers. Yet no matter how much I paint, it never feels like enough—there’s always more to capture. By the time the clocks go back, the opportunity will have passed and my days of painting outside will be numbered. Read More​