
'Approaching Am Bodach', Acrylic & Pastel, 2007, 30 x 30cm
Back in the late spring of 2007 my partner Anita and I, along with a friend, spent a long day walking the fine ridges in the Mamoores just to the north of Loch Leven and the Glencoe mountains. It turned out to be a very fine day with a complete mixture of conditions from bright sun to thick cloud and heavy showers of rain and wet snow.
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As we made our way along the ridge towards the final steep climb to the summit of Am Bodach, one of these showers descended and for a while we could see nothing. As the weather passed, the ridge and the steep rocky mass of Am Bodach loomed ahead. It was very dramatic and the steep section looked decidedly challenging to me. As it turned out, it was just a good scrabble rather than a scramble and with the summit now clear it was a fine vantage point. |
![]() 'Mists, Am Bodach', Acrylic & Pastel, 2008, 30 x 30 cm |

'Approaching Am Bodach', Acrylic & Pastel, 2009, 30 x 30 cm
The painting I did worked quite well and seemed to sum up the time. I do though, sometimes like to go back and work up a 2nd, 3rd or even 4th painting; trying each time to develop the image further.
The first three paintings have all been quite small, (30 x 30 cm) but recently I decided to try and make a bigger version …80 x 80 cm.
I’ve been working on this painting on and off for almost a month now and it am starting to come together. Like it’s predecessors, it‘s not the most colourful of paintings but tries to capture the atmosphere, bulk and scale of this hill. It has certainly caused me some head-aches and I’m not convinced that I’ve got it right yet. So then, this is my excuse for the late arrival of this weeks blog…I was too busy with the problems of the new painting to remember to write!




It’s been an interesting day today, partly because of the weather and partly because of the work.
Oh yer, the weather. It poured all day …and is still pouring. From my studio door I could watch the high tide racing in and completely covering the saltings opposite. It was a wonderful spectacle,. An interesting place to work …in very interesting times.
On Friday 23rd October my partner Anita and I drove across to Edinburgh in order to hand in the two paintings I was entering for the RSA Annual Exhibition.
Thankfully it was a beautiful day with bright sun and it was nice just to stand and look at these fantastic buildings. It was also quite fun listening to some of my fellow ‘failed to get selected’ artists moaning and complaining about the long wait! It took about an hour and a half to get to the front of the queue and I felt rather sorry for the people working there, the woman who helped us find my paintings said she hadn’t had a minutes break since 10 o’clock and she looked in desperate need for a cup of tea. There were still many many works to be handed back so it looked like it was going to be a long day for them all, but somehow they were all still smiling and doing a great job. We eventually got back to the studio at around 5pm …both feeling a little shattered. All that effort not to get the work into the show. But that really is the nature of the beast. If you enter these large competition exhibitions the odds are well stacked against you. You know there will probably be several thousand other hopefuls entering too and that your work will be viewed for just a matter of seconds in the selection process.
I decided then to enter two of these new paintings for the RSA exhibition. Both of them are slightly bigger than I normally work on and this increase in size has allowed me to be a little more expressive in the way in which I put the paint down. The two paintings are:
Well then, the two paintings are now in the hands of the RSA along with no doubt several thousand other hopefuls work. With these ‘open’ exhibitions it’s always a bit of a gamble …you never really know whether your work will be accepted …but it’s always good fun entering. I always say to people who come into my studio and who are entering works in such exhibitions …don’t get disappointed if your painting is rejected. But of course, when the rejection letter arrives, it really is hard not to be just a wee bit aggrieved!
I was talking to a colleague at the Courtyard studios the other day. He’d just completed a large painting as a commission and he said he thought that my own work would lend itself well to this scale. 

Well, the Courtyard Studios Open Weekend has come and gone ….the studio is back to normal now …if a little bit tidier and cleaner than it was this time last week. But it really wasn’t the most successful of weekends. The visitor numbers were well down and so were sales. I guess it’s just a sign of the times.

Last Thursday I received an email from Irene, a member of our local mountaineering club Air na Creagan. It said that a group from the club were heading up to Arrochar to walk Ben Donich. Wow, this is a great little hill and I was desperate to get out. With everything taking off at the studio this year I’ve really not been doing the walking I used to. …But, I have too much on at the moment and so decided reluctantly that I couldn’t join them. It was a shame because as I say, it’s a great little hill …not that I saw much of it the first time we went there, about four years ago.

I took the decision back in 1990, when my sight first started to deteriorate, to carry on hill walking come what may. Initially I bought myself a traditional walking stick in the hope that it would give me support as well as tell me a little of what the ground in front of me was doing. My partner Anita took on the job of guide. Well we found we could still walk on the hill like this albeit very slowly, but I really wasn’t sure about the sense of what I was doing and really wasn’t very confident.
