Creative journeys are strange things.  They have huge twists and turns that aren’t planned, well that is how it seems to me but it may be that I am doing things all wrong.   So yesterday I was feeling quite pleased with myself as I seem to have discovered an approach to making paintings that suits me and everything was wonderful in the garden.

Then this morning I found myself clearing out a load of images from my iPhone because it was running out of space.  Amongst the image I discovered one that ignited another fire in my brain – for some reason I thought ‘Blasted Heath’.  Now I am sure that there have never been any witches active at Calke Abbey the image did have that feel.  Perhaps it is where Heathcliff might have married Catherine?  I think I am letting this whole thing get away from me.

Anyway, strange bedfellows make for an interesting couple.