Born and bred on the Isle of Lewis, this is where I continue to live and work. My paintings are filtered and captured from my life in this Hebridean landscape. Although I take hundreds of photos and sketch regularly, when it comes to painting I am really deep-mining my memory. I trust my instinct and begin. I try to recapture the feeling of walking home through snowy villages when I was seven years old. The recurrent beach paintings, looking out to sea toward outlying Islands, come from one of my first memories: the camping, picnicking paraphernalia dotted about; my flowery swimsuit, a tartan thermos, glinting caravans with patterned curtains.
Memories of a Village, Birds on a Wire
Spring Returns, the Primroses pop up, Bays of Harr
Lewis Village at Dusk