helen glassford | everything in-between
To paint the landscape as I do means to interact with and explore the intimate and curiously infinite world. The lichens and mosses at our feet and the heavy skies above, the ground and roof to our world and everything in between.
Encountering the effects of weather patterns and atmospheric shifts on rugged coastlines, cliffed ridges, dark waters, soaring stone or windswept beaches are just part of the story. Each place we visit has multiple elements of influence upon us. I see them as moments but they are almost immeasurable. As we walk on the sodden moors into the shadow of the raincloud we step directly into the cloud’s influence. Our eyes adjust and our senses sharpen. If only for a moment we become part of something else. A changing contoured space, peat bogs absorbing light, lochans reflecting. Sunlight spilling over distant mountain ridges, earthy aromas at your feet as you tread through the undergrowth. The shadow of the cloud not only defines the undulating fabric of the land but also the mood. It seeps into our skin if we allow it and the personality of the visual and sensory world meld together.
These moments are my subject, these moments take on a painterly form.