“The longer one stays here the more does the spirit of the moor sink into one’s soul, its vastness, and also its grim charm.” AC Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles

Dartmoor is a part of me, or more accurately, I am a part of it. My soul sings when wondering about this mysterious place and being at one with the universe, and the moor. Winter is the most enigmatic time to be on the moor, but Autumn has the promise of Winter the colours capturing its essence. This latest body of work is about capturing moments on the moors.

“Roads? Who spoke of roads? We go by the moor and the hills, and tread granite and heather as the Druids did before us.” ? Daphne du Maurier, Jamaica Inn

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All of the works are in oil on wooden panel. Click on the image to enlarge