Roger Burnett Art Blog
Twenty-two years ago, with my wife in the final months of our oldest daughter's pregnancy, I was trying to make ends meet on the pristine island of Bermuda. As there was little in the way of riotous squalor that I could get my teeth into, my watercolours became as orderly as the landscape.
But within my portfolio for that period there can be found a note of rebellion. I clearly remember, as I threw down the thunderous washes in this painting, that my thoughts were of my beloved Caribbean. The mood lives on.