"...And I know that This World Is a World of IMAGINATION & Vision.

I see Every thing I paint In This World, but Every body does not see alike. 

To the Eyes of a Miser a Guinea is more beautiful than the Sun, & a bag worn with the use of Money has more

beautiful proportions than a Vine filled with Grapes.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the Eyes of others only a Green thing that stands in the way.

But to the Eyes of the Man of Imagination, Nature is Imagination itself...

To Me This World is all One continued Vision of Fancy or Imagination."

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Excerpt from a letter written by William Blake to the Reverend John Trusler.

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There is no getting away from the fact that this series of works has a darker theme, both in the imagery and the content of the poetry that accompanies the photographs that I have taken. But sometimes there is no point in denying what you need to do creatively and what the work inspires within you. I can only present it here and if it touches you in some way or you find yourself empathising with it then it has been worth showing the finished pieces here on this page.

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This series of works is inspired by the images I have taken from the Litlington Road in East Sussex in the UK, and a location I find endlessly inspiring. This day was cold winter day in February 2024, but it makes no difference, whatever the weather, this place is beautiful. This series of works features the view towards Firle Beacon, on the South Downs, and as can be seen from the images, the weather seems to collect there, gathering around the hill tops, brooding in its intensity.

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The other main view that is featured here is where the road heads south towards Litlington Village, which is over the other side of the ridge shown in the photographs. This ridge is actually a crossroads of pathways on the Chalk Downs on the brow of the hill. These paths are old routes, used from prehistoric times up until now, as they were the quickest way to travel across this landscape. There are Neolithic round and long barrows for the prehistoric dead on the South Downs and the paths connect them all up, perhaps they even honoured the paths themselves at one time. 

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There is no doubt that at certain times, in certain weathers, the atmosphere in this landscape can be very 'charged' indeed, especially if a storm is brewing. At other times it is incredibly peaceful, beautiful on a summer's day, with the flowering plants and grasses that love the chalky soil here, carpeting the ground. The day that I was here however, the air was very electric indeed, very dark and foreboding, but this is why I find this landscape and this particular area so compelling, as it is always changing with the seasons and the weather.

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I hope you enjoy the works that I will gradually load up here in this series. It was an intense period of time writing and composing these works, and the strange thing about writing a series is that it seems to need to flow, one after the other until that inspiration becomes exhausted, but I am pleased with the results and I hope you like them too.

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Abyssus Abyssum ​Invocat

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