Aquatic Veil IX

St James’s Park Series

€165.00

Watercolor on W & N Cotton Paper.
23 W  x 30.5 H cm.
2026
Signed Front B/R.
Unframed.

Unique Piece 1/1.
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This watercolor is Aquatic Veil IX, from the St. James’s series: abstract contemporary work that looks for the ideal essence of the park rather than its monuments. The title names what the sheet actually does. A veil of water hangs, blooms and drips. And the whole event is encased in a square, as the nature of St James’s itself is encased: a royal park set inside the city, a designed wilderness inside a frame.

St James’s has always been a bounded idea of nature. Henry VIII walled a hunting ground beside the palace. Charles II, after France, had André Mollet draw a formal park around a long canal—water made to run in a straight thought. In the 1820s John Nash, for George IV, broke the canal into a serpentine lake, gave the paths a romantic turn, restored Duck Island. The water changed direction. The enclosure did not. The park remains a rectangle of permitted nature among ministries and palaces: pelicans, plane trees, a lake, all of it held by an edge. Aquatic Veil IX takes that condition as structure. A drawn square contains the painting the way the park contains the lake. What happens inside is weather. What holds it is a decision.

The veil is the upper and middle water: a blue arc that has been allowed to bloom, its edges cauliflowered where wet pigment met drier paper, vertical drips falling like rain through a surface, or like the lake seen through mist, or like a curtain that is also a depth. A second, darker wash at the top right is thicker, almost a second sky or a second sheet of water overlapping the first. Crossing lines, grey-violet, divide the square without explaining it—alignments, bridges of thought, the memory of Mollet’s axis still felt under Nash’s curve. At the foot, a low blue hill or swell sits against the baseline: the far bank, the body of the lake, the only form that feels like ground. In the corners, small reserves and a stain of deeper blue keep the frame from becoming a neat box. The square is made of the same matter as the veil. Enclosure here is not a mount. It is part of the water.

Ideal essence, in this series, means leaving out the furniture. No Horse Guards, no bridge, no crowd. The park is present as two facts that have always been true of it: water that veils and clarifies, and a limit that makes that water possible. A royal park is not the countryside. It is nature under a contract. The square is the contract. The drips and blooms are what the contract cannot finish—the living behaviour of pigment, which is also the living behaviour of a lake.

Light is the paper inside the square. Large fields are left untouched, so white is glare on the water, fog, the interval between two veils. Pure pigment, transparent and uncorrected, meets the grain without artifice. Where the wash is heavy, it granulates and the edge frays, a tide-line. Where it is thin, the tooth of the sheet becomes the climate of the park. The drawn border is slightly irregular, a hand-made geometry, as the real park’s edge is a political line that still has to follow paths and walls. Each stroke is a declaration of matter. There is no later adjustment.

Texture is the veil’s body. You see the weave through every drip. The blooms at the edge of the blue arc are the painting’s most honest moment: water doing what water does when it is not asked to represent a view. Crossing lines sit on top of that weather like a faint plan, the canal under the lake, the axis under the romance. Accident is not a flaw. It is the nature that the square was built to hold.

Aquatic Veil IX is therefore both window and tank. You look through a film of water, and you look at water that cannot leave its enclosure. That is St James’s: a lake in the middle of London, directions of flow inherited from a canal and a redesign, birds and sky and traffic all pressed against the same limit. The series names that limit without bitterness. The square is what allows the veil to be seen.

What the work offers is the park reduced to enclosure and climate: a veil of aquatic colour, held, dripping, crossing itself, stated against the open paper. The city is outside the line. Inside, there is only water, the memory of a direction, and light.