Oil on canvas, ready to hang.
Signed on the back.
While the soft greys of the distant Western Tiers stand guard, the landscape in this scene is the spectator to a small but magical event as the deep orange glow of the sun’s first light floods the magnificent terrain of Jackeys Marsh. I wanted in this painting to capture forever that moment of action in tranquility, showing that even in a landscape carefully crafted by farming the mysterious can still happen.