I spent the year walking through Abney Park, watching it change from one season to the next. From the earliest signs of spring with the snowdrops and the daffodils, through the first tiny new-born green buds, to the last leaves clinging on in the wet and misty pathways, it was my lockdown walk. The daily dose of trees and wildness which kept me sane.
Above all, I loved being amongst the tall trees swaying, full of life and changing colour. What started as a portrait of Abney has become an act of making, an unexpectedly freeing effect of being stuck in one place
Abney Park, Summer watercolour on paper, framed
Size: 33cm h x 38cm w