I work mostly from memory - the scent of a flower, a landscape absorbed while walking or the reflection of experience.
Recently not far from home in the corner of field I heard a skylark, its high frequency song demanding my attention - I'm moved. It has made an impression on me that is hard to explain - I may not actually paint that skylark, but there is a good chance that the memory of that encounter will appear in a painting in the form of a brush stroke, a mark made in graphite or a scratch of the pallet knife - It is this distilling of things that make-up my practice.
