AThe memory of this autumnal scene of the medieval Warwick castle kept me warm on many Arctic nights. I would remember this picturesque setting which was part of my weekly jogging route, crunching through the fallen leaves as I stopped for a second to take in the view from the bridge.
One of the most significant things I would miss apart from my family and friends, was the colour of autumn. Flying to Alaska at the end of an English summer, took me straight into an Alaskan winter.
I wanted to intensify the layers and depth with the use of colour. Cutting through the autumnal scene to break a few dimensional rules, whilst keeping a traditional pictorial scene.
The oncoming storm circles the medieval castle, bringing a gentle, yet atmospheric mood to the painting, as if the prospect of winter is a dark moment for the defensive swan. His back turned away and wings arched would suggest he has no intention of leaving.
The almost surreal interpretation is amplified by the darkness of the free fluent oncoming storm, signifying the disappearing of autumn as winter approaches.
The kiss of yellow in the leaves is so rich and golden it lures the eye into the hopeful promise of a moment that is beautiful. The autumn colours are warm and inviting. However, all the while there is an understanding that the sunlit leaves will fall.