As
a young adult, I travelled abroad, and perchance,
lived in America for a number of years. It was
there, working alongside artists of different
backgrounds, and in a climate of four distinctive
seasons, that I found colour, and light, was given
a very different treatment. Vast open skies,
often the sun directly overhead; presented distinctive
edges, and a sharper focus, as the iris of my
eyes narrowed in the brilliant sunlight. It
was a stark contrast to an England of "pea-soups",
that almost yellow
smog that I had experienced in the Thames Valley,
or the over cast skies and diffused sun-light
appearing from east to west, just above the English
horizon. |
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"Sunflowers"
Vincent Van Gogh August 1888, London National Gallery |