I see the landscape as a display of human culture as well as the work of nature. To be human is to plunder, to make the most of our surroundings, to live off the land on an industrial scale and control our environment. So the landscape has become a huge chronological archive where scales of time are present, where evidence of human endeavour and historical natural processes are everywhere.
The Land - lone tree in a ploughed field
The Land - open field half seeded
The Land - a hedgerow protects a newly seeded field
The Land - clouds rise above newly seeded field
The Land - frost on a newly ploughed field
The Land - fog and frost in the fields
The Land - fog over waterlogged fields
The Land - snow fills tractor marks in a field of growing wheat
The Land - snow covers a farm track in a foggy field
The Land - Snow covered field
The Land - snow covered country road
The Land - ominous winter sky over deep furrows
The Land - winter sky over field
The Land - break in the clouds over farmland
The Land - young wheat grows under cold winter skies
The Land - wheat field in between showers
The Land - wheat field as a rain shower passes
The Land - sunshine over a wheat field after rain showers
The Land - lone cloud floats over autumn fields
The Land - solitary cloud floats over a field of growing wheat
The Land - sunshine cuts through clouds onto a wheat field
The Land - lone tree in winter by a farm track
The Land - rolling hills in winter
The Land - isolated farm on a hill
The Land - rolling farmland
The Land - undulating fields in winter, once a forest, now for wheat
The Land - wheat fields growing
The Land - Monte Amiata rises in the distance overlooking Pienza
The Land - undulating farmland
The Land - rolling hills given over to intense farming
The Land - lone farm surrounded by its fields
The Land - drainage trench splits a field
The Land - cypress trees line a drive to a farmhouse
