…which I have painted repeatedly from one spot since 1997. It is an old friend, yet each visit is a fresh meeting. Some days in early May, when the leaves break or late October, as they fall, I can find myself back, again and again. Working in a manner that could catch the essence of each moment, as the shadows turn, the wind gusts, and a rain cloud spits. Painting live, reacting to a moment’s change requires a consistency in the rest of the work much like you would when making up stills of an animation film. The paper, the frame, the medium, the range of colours, the marks need to be homogeneous.