Towards the hills. That is where I'm always headed or seem to be. On foot, by bike, in the car & with my dog. There's nothing straightforward about the Pennines. They have been flowered with industrial buildings, farms, houses, some left & abandoned some resurrected like palatial mansions.
This work is in its infancy, they vary in size, and are painted on panel board.
Some are available directly thru me, unless noted. Click on image for more detail.