It’s March ’26 and I’m glad to say goodbye to an especially wet and gloomy winter. In the thin winter light I’ve been sitting at my studio desk making watercolour paintings. For me to say; “I love watercolour paints” would be way too simplistic. I always have a box close by and couldn’t manage without them, they have a magical quality, a transparency and liquidity no other paint can match. However on the flip side they are tricky old paints to work with; a mind of their own and an unpredictability which can surprise you in both good and not so good ways. The better quality the paints and paper the better the result which is why I always use the best quality of both. Anything good in life will generally equate to considerable perseverance.