This is why I paint clouds……when you look down on seemingly endless cloudscapes from the dizzy heights of air travel, it is like a glimpse into another world, yet that world is always there above us in some form. When you look up to the clouds above from tall grass on a warm sunny day it is still like looking at another world but through a perspective we are more familiar with.
My fascination with clouds is knowing that every single one is made up of water droplets that have been around since the year dot (whenever that was!), so every single cloud is all of history before my eyes! And the other mindblowing thing is that some of the water in that cloud may well be in my body! So in that sense, when I paint clouds, I am painting something that is part of a whole and a part of me. Clouds are formed and yet formless, they come in all shapes, sizes, colours, never the same…..in parallel to the process I go through to create the paintings.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Rabindranath Tagore