‘A hundred things you have not dreamed of’ | Oil on canvas | 102 x 80 cm

When the sky is blue and the clouds high, I’m reminded of my Dad who was a pilot. The title of this painting was taken from my Father’s favourite poem “High Flight” which sums up why he loved to fly. Standing on the beach looking up, I sometimes feel I can fly with him still, and this is a theme I often paint. This was quite a large painting so the impact of scale when looking up at it recreated these emotions and thoughts for me. I was very glad that it sold to very nice people, who identified with the sentiment, as it was special to me. I hope it continues to give them moments of flight into the “high un-trespassed sanctity of space”. x

‘High Flight’ by John Gillespie Magee, Jr

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth, 
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; 
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth 
Of sun-split clouds, –and done a hundred things 
You have not dreamed of –Wheeled and soared and swung 
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there 
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung 
My eager craft through footless halls of air… 
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue 
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace 
Where never lark or even eagle flew — 
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod 
The high un-trespassed sanctity of space, 
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.