I used to paint a lot myself but don't seem to get the urge these days.A painting is the expression of the soul,how the innerman views the landscape.When I was nine years old my parents took me to Dovedale and we climbed Thorpe Cloud.The view from the top took my breath away,a panorama of hills unfolding into the distance,with a surreal glow to them.Of course if you took a photo it wouldn't have looked like this at all,just another landscape,but when emotion is added to the visual perception it seems to give a completely different picture.Only that can be expressed in a painting.I like the sky in the first painting,it represents the way you felt about it,like it inspired a sense of awe.
Was the first painting done at Wasdale?