During the quiet, uncertain days of Covid, the Chess Valley became a sanctuary. I would walk from Old Chesham to Chenies, letting the beauty of the landscape ground and restore me. This painting captures one of those early morning walks—when the rising sun spills gold over the hills and everything feels possible again. The valley holds its magic at any hour, but at sunrise, it feels especially alive.
A signed and numbered limited edition print, reproduced on Giclée Hahnemühle German Etching Paper to preserve the light, texture, and emotion of the original.
Original: Acrylic on Canvas, 90 x 60 cm
During the quiet, uncertain days of Covid, the Chess Valley became a sanctuary. I would walk from Old Chesham to Chenies, letting the beauty of the landscape ground and restore me. This painting captures one of those early morning walks—when the rising sun spills gold over the hills and everything feels possible again. The valley holds its magic at any hour, but at sunrise, it feels especially alive.
A signed and numbered limited edition print, reproduced on Giclée Hahnemühle German Etching Paper to preserve the light, texture, and emotion of the original.
Original: Acrylic on Canvas, 90 x 60 cm