Paintings from my Travels

   Less than an hours drive away from Pendleside are the Yorkshire Dales, a National Park.
   The time portrayed is early morning, What a splendid position this hill farmer has, of
   Dentdale. I've always felt lucky to live in this part of the world

This is a view of Sarlat-la-Caneda, which is a few miles north of the Dordogne, eastern France. We stopped in this beautiful area  camping by the river in the motorhome. The local stone is a lovely Golden colour. This was painted using a palette knife, being itself the subject of one of my films 'Impasto'

I have lost count of how many times we have been to Cornwall, in the south west corner of England. This water colour of the old fishing boat at St. Ives was done in the studio from one of the many sketches I've done over the years

No prizes for this one, Venice. A composite oil done from several photos, taken last year. This was during the same six week tour of Europe in the motorhome

Pendle Picture Gallery

Downham is said to be Lancashire's prettiest village, and this view was my first subject many yeas ago

This is a typical Pendle side farmhouse, a painting that has been exhibited in  in Creil, Paris, Nelson's Twin town

The old cobbled streets of Nelson still exist, but the rag and bone man was drawn from memories

This weather is typical of the Pennines, clouds speeding overhead on a brisk March day

This old farm is no longer there, but for years it provided good subjects for my paintings from every angle

Finally this view of the Leeds and Liverpool canal shows what a rich source of subjects we have by the old cotton mill cottages

When I started painting in the sixties, out of the fifty or so members of an art group I joined, I found I was the only one painting in watercolour. also I was only the one who was doing pictures of  the old back streets and smoke blacked Cotton mills. It was said that the paintings reminded them of Lowery, an observation I did'nt agree with. My philosophy was, and still is, that even the most unlikely views can be transformed into magic under fleeting light. For over twenty years I worked less than a hunded yards from the spot above

A Lancastrian Painter

I have lived all my life in England's county of Lancashire, East Lancashire to be exact, under the brooding shadow of Pendle Hill. Pendle has always facinated me, its a hill steeped in legend, stories of witches, exacuted in nearby Lancaster Castle in a age of superstition and intoralance. It was from the summit that George Fox founder of the Quakers had his famous vision.
It is then from this historic area, that as I have been inspired to record this part of the world in watercolour and oil paintings, both rural and urban. There are many old industrial remnants, that have provided me with many subjects, a landscape that lies at Pendle's feet.