There’s a moment before dawn when the world seems to hold its breath.
The sea becomes glass, the air softens, and even the cliffs seem to wait. That’s when I like to paint — when the landscape is suspended between night and day.
Sunrise at Nare Head was born in that space. Standing on the terrace of the Nare Hotel, the first light of morning began to break through the mist. The headland slowly appeared, its outline caught between warmth and shadow. To paint it, I had to let the quiet do the talking — to paint not just what I saw, but what I felt: renewal, peace, and possibility.
For me, painting here isn’t about capturing a view… it’s about catching a feeling before it disappears.
The Stillness Before the Day: Sunrise at Nare Head
