There is a particular kind of hush that comes with rain on water.
The landscape softens, edges blur, and everything seems to settle into a quieter rhythm. I am always drawn to those muted moments, when the river becomes a sheet of shifting light and reflection, and the world feels gentler, more inward, more still.
In this painting, it was that fleeting atmosphere I wanted to hold onto. Not the detail of a place so much as the feeling of being there, watching rain move across the river and noticing how it changes everything for a moment. Colour becomes subtler, light becomes diffused, and the whole scene seems to breathe more slowly.
Rain on the River, oil on canvas board, 30 x 30 cm.

