Kathryn Cleland - Mist
I’m not quite sure what beckons me about the scenes I feel compelled to interpret.
Perhaps it’s a visceral attraction, something intrinsically different from the surrounds that attracts my eye, a subtle shift in the interaction of the light play around me, a sudden patch of colour, a slight change of airflow.
Who knows, but whatever it is, it’s immediate and it speaks to me.
The abundance of beauty that surrounds me every time I walk is breathtaking, an overload of the senses out amongst nature.
Being an avid track explorer I’m particularly drawn to those less defined, more off the beaten track, offering an element of the road less travelled. These tracks hold a sense of mystery to me, an invitation of sorts..it’s down these tracks that inspiration finds me and delights me.
Perhaps it’s a visceral attraction, something intrinsically different from the surrounds that attracts my eye, a subtle shift in the interaction of the light play around me, a sudden patch of colour, a slight change of airflow.
Who knows, but whatever it is, it’s immediate and it speaks to me.
The abundance of beauty that surrounds me every time I walk is breathtaking, an overload of the senses out amongst nature.
Being an avid track explorer I’m particularly drawn to those less defined, more off the beaten track, offering an element of the road less travelled. These tracks hold a sense of mystery to me, an invitation of sorts..it’s down these tracks that inspiration finds me and delights me.
