Joshua's watercolours are rare. He works almost entirely in oils, so when paper does appear in his catalogue it tends to mean a place that asked for the lighter, faster medium. Slovakia is one of those: a quiet stretch of countryside, painted in soft washes and gentle linework, the kind of view that resolves itself only when you stop walking. The piece carries the immediacy that watercolour allows: not the methodical layering of his oils but a single afternoon's looking, set down before the light moved. You can read the path, or the hillside, or the distant tree line in it. Joshua leaves the specifics deliberately open so the painting works as a feeling of being somewhere rather than a record of where. Watercolour on paper, approximately 20cm by 30cm, signed by hand. Sold unframed so you can mount it the way it suits your wall.
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Joshua's watercolours are rare. He works almost entirely in oils, so when paper does appear in his catalogue it tends to mean a place that asked for the lighter, faster medium. Slovakia is one of those: a quiet stretch of countryside, painted in soft washes and gentle linework, the kind of view that resolves itself only when you stop walking. The piece carries the immediacy that watercolour allows: not the methodical layering of his oils but a single afternoon's looking, set down before the light moved. You can read the path, or the hillside, or the distant tree line in it. Joshua leaves the specifics deliberately open so the painting works as a feeling of being somewhere rather than a record of where. Watercolour on paper, approximately 20cm by 30cm, signed by hand. Sold unframed so you can mount it the way it suits your wall.
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.
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.
