“I grew up watching my father draw the landscape. Every weekend he would head somewhere. While he talked about the light, my sister and I would play games. Exploring old abandoned sheds, looking for precious relics or climbing hills looking for our views. Watching him as a child ingrained in my memory a relationship with the landscape that is now impossible to deny. I am constantly drawn back to its dream-like qualities and emotional resonance. It is this subconscious, silent conversation that I find myself always drawn back into time and time again. In a way it is the only place I feel truly relaxed. On my own, in a kind of meditation of sorts, I find myself wandering from place to place looking for images that remind me of old paintings or childhood memories. I look for paintings, historical reflections that echo both the history of the genre and also how I feel about my childhood, fully immersed in the scenery and dreaming in the presence of it”.
Matt Palmer 2014