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Earth Journey The Whole of the Hill (Between 2 Bridges) (0) Acrylic on wood £1500 Framed. 92cm x 87cm. Hand painted off white floating frame in beech. In my imagination I rise up into the sky with the jackdaws and see the whole of the hill. This is Rotherhope Fell which drains down into the South Tyne and Blackburn rivers. Beyond is the ever elusive Cross Fell clad in winter snow. The river meanders between 2 bridges but don't use this painting as a map to guide you as you will quickly become disorientated.0   After the Rains 3, Cross Gill. EJ 8 (0) Acrylic on wood. £495. 52cm x 62cm. Floating framed in varnished white painted wood. After days of rain on the North Pennine peat moors the ground is sodden and water vapour swirls around the valleys and gullies. The fell tops peak out above the land hugging clouds capturing the morning sunshine.0   Captive Meander (0) Acrylic on wood £295 Framed. 43cm x 43cm. Hand painted off white floating frame in beech. Under Black Band the river South Tyne negotiates a step in geological formation between sandstone and limestone. The resulting meander rapidly changes after heavy rain. The afterglow of a sunset beyond the Lake District Fells microwaves the whole landscape.0   Moon Landing (On Scarberry Hill) (0) Acrylic on wood £450 Framed. 57cm x 57cm. Hand painted off white floating frame in beech. A new moon veiled by thin mist decends over Scarberry Hill as though about to land. The sharp light of Venus penetrates the mist below the ecliptic arc. A cold river South Tyne meanders away to the north west. The earth continues on its journey.0   Waxing (Over Black Band) EJ12 (0) Acrylic on wood £550. 62cm x 52cm. Every night I take our dog Lola for a walk along quiet empty roads. Over the years I have tracked the waxing and waning of the moon through the seasons. It has great character and its mood changes from calm and serene to dramatically excited to brooding and illusive depending on the weather and time of year. The Romantic poets must have enjoyed this before the onset of electric street lighting took the edge off this drama. It is easy to see the shadow side of the moon's disc once away from the village lights. Then it feels more like a sphere hanging mysteriously in the heavens. There is one house outside the village which has a light on outside all year round. It's amazing how much even one lamp destroys one's night vision reducing the subtle shades in land and sky.0

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