Soft launching. More makers all summer.Soft launching with our founding makers. More arriving through the summer.
Soft launching. More makers all summer.Soft launching with our founding makers. More arriving through the summer.
Canbury Gardens is the strip of riverside greenery just upstream of Kingston Bridge, the bit where the rowing clubs are quiet on a weekday and Steven's Eyot sits low and tree-covered in the middle of the river. Joshua paints it the way it actually feels on a still afternoon, soft tones rather than saturated, the eyot reading more as shape than detail. What makes this piece particular is the support. He has painted it onto a repurposed tray, framed by the tray's own raised edge at roughly 2.5cm wide. The tray becomes both painting and frame in one object, which means the piece arrives ready to hang and ready to read as a found, considered thing rather than a stretched canvas. Hand painted en plein air, with the building-up of brush marks that Joshua brings to every oil. Oil on a repurposed tray, approximately 43cm by 33cm including the tray edge, signed by hand.
Canbury Gardens is the strip of riverside greenery just upstream of Kingston Bridge, the bit where the rowing clubs are quiet on a weekday and Steven's Eyot sits low and tree-covered in the middle of the river. Joshua paints it the way it actually feels on a still afternoon, soft tones rather than saturated, the eyot reading more as shape than detail. What makes this piece particular is the support. He has painted it onto a repurposed tray, framed by the tray's own raised edge at roughly 2.5cm wide. The tray becomes both painting and frame in one object, which means the piece arrives ready to hang and ready to read as a found, considered thing rather than a stretched canvas. Hand painted en plein air, with the building-up of brush marks that Joshua brings to every oil. Oil on a repurposed tray, approximately 43cm by 33cm including the tray edge, signed by hand.
Joshua paints British rivers in oil, the Thames mostly, with a few weeks each year on the Solway coast. The light he chases is the light Constable chased: dusk along Pen Ponds, morning on the towpath, the moment the tide turns at Teddington Lock.
