Some light is like a pale burn through cloud: a streak of gold across still water, the dark silhouette of an island holding its shape against a shifting sky.

This painting is part of an ongoing series exploring the Outer Hebrides, a place I return to again and again, drawn by the way the weather and light are never the same twice. There’s something almost hypnotic about those distant islands, solid and dark against colours that seem barely real. Mauve, pearl, gold. Here one moment, gone the next.

Selected as Visual Arts Scotland Artwork of the Month.