Excuse the pun, but blown away by all the incredible feedback to my snow series paintings, heartfelt thanks everyone. I’m back into my usual painting of the stormy sea again as the gales are back.

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On dark days when I can't see through the mist, I tell myself the horizon is still out there. In the winter months colours reach a fullness all their own. I see my soul's reflection in the distant clouds.

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is for - bathers and onlookers at Table Rock Baths, c.1937.

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