Louise Burrows

End of the day

There were trolls here

‘As the British summer gives way to autumn, the chance to frolic in bathing costumes and swimming shorts dwindles away. The crowds flock to the beaches to catch the waning opportunity. This picture was taken at the end of a gloriously sunny day which saw Newport beach populated by bare chested dads in shorts playing ball games with squealing kids, couples walking romantically in the surf, pensioners swimming whilst the chill of the water was still tolerable and the smell of barbeques wafting over the sand. Gradually as the sun began to set, the beach chairs were folded, the picnics packed away, the children loaded back into the SUVs and finally, this single boat returned to the shore, having milked every moment of glorious sunshine over the glittering sea. The end of the day. When can we hope for such again?’

‘Some landscapes are so evocative that you can't help your imagination running away with you. So, it is when I visit this quiet mossy wood in Pembrokeshire. Populated by curly sessile oaks and tumbling boulders covered in lichen with thick green carpets of moss, it's impossible not to see a fae land. In this magical place a dragon could be resting under a hulking rock formation, a kelpie could be lurking in the unnaturally still water or troll could have turned into stone as it crouched. What do you see?’

Watching the flow

‘When I find a pile of stones just right for rock balancing, I find it hard to resist. On this particular day it was warm enough to wade into the river and work with its materials. It was a peaceful September afternoon in a quiet valley near Cenarth. My accompaniment as I worked was the lonely cry of buzzards and the tumble of the water over the shallow stones. This one took about five attempts. Surrounded by this backdrop the false starts feel like part of a meditative journey to the final destination of a sculpture solid enough to stand’.

Nature's Gift

‘Alcohol ink is a very difficult medium to work in as the inks are very unruly and have a tendency to spread and mix as they feel. This makes it challenging to conceptualise a picture and then bring it to life exactly as imagined. My best work comes into being as a vague inspiration that solidifies into form when the inks cooperate and enhance the vision in my head. Nature's Gift did just that and is one of my favourite pieces to date’.

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Louise Burrows is a landscape photographer and artist based in Abergavenny, South Wales. Entirely self taught, her passion is capturing the beauty she sees in nature and sharing it with others. The wild landscapes of Celtic Wales and Brittany provide her with rich inspiration and a great place to balance rock sculptures, fleetingly standing amongst the magnificent scenery. Her latest artistic medium is alcohol inks on foil, which gifts a luminescence to her pictures reminiscent of a stained glass window. Her other hobbies include cuddling her beautiful cat, board gaming and playing the handpan.

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