Waiting for a train a few days ago, I snapped this mesmerising sunset (apologies for the quality – iPhone doesn’t compare with a real camera but sometimes you have to live in the moment and not worry about how it might look in the blog.) I could happily waste hours watching sunsets. The hyper-real coloured bands which extend across the horizon at the close of day are both captivating and comforting.
Inspired by this moment, I began thinking of Rothko’s works with their bands of sumptuous hues and rich texture. Rothko’s work fascinates me but I must admit to being devoid of any knowledge of art theory in relation to him. Put simply, I get lost in the depth of colour. Like the sunset, they induce a meditative state. I can’t explain why – it is a purely visceral reaction.