Syrthio, syrthio (Falling, falling)
- One of my personal favourites, 'Syrthio, syrthio' stands out from
the crowd for me for many reasons. It's probably the first print
since 'Hel Meddyliau, Harbwr Trefor'
which gives me that extra something which is so hard to
define but feels right every time I look at it. I sense that my
style is evolving, becoming less restrained and more individual.
The shapes and lines feel stronger and more confident and I think
I'm really beginning to believe in my work and shake off a lot of
The narrow, slim composition pleases my eye too and
adds to the feeling of the river meandering across the paper, almost
a narrative of the river's journey through the image, until it literally
falls off the edge at the bottom of the print.