John Fairley



Painting in the Himalaya

Mountains always excite me. No matter whether a lowly hill in the Chilterns or a Himalayan giant, I always feel an urge to draw their many-varied shapes and unexpected vistas. As a mountaineer, I look at mountains and imagine how I would climb them, where the route would go, what the difficulties will be. Mountains never reveal all their secrets to the casual gaze. Only by painting them do you spend long enough to see how ribs and gullies interlace; where cracks and chimneys lead through overhangs; how ice sparkles on the ridges; the blinding light of the summits. How it all changes as the light changes through the day.