拍品专文
This unusual study of a landscape seemingly modelled out of bruise-blue ink is a deliberate attempt to render the dull heaviness of the atmosphere before a storm. Everything is blue or green, and specific form has been diminished in favour of the clumping together of trees and bushes. There are traces of light in the sky, but very little in the immediate landscape, though some of the trees in the distance reassert their separateness in fitful evening sun. A striking, moody image, and far more expressionist than most of Nash’s work, it is rather beautiful and oddly memorable. Allen Freer wrote of it: ‘Who else at that time would have used that haunting cerulean blue for the trees to offset the green of the mounds, or the one dark tree on the right of the picture, painted in a blackish green so that it forms a point of meaningful emphasis? … It is a picture one feels one could travel into. And yet more impressive than the subtlety of structure and colour is the atmosphere generated; it has a kind of spell-bound calm that is uncannily disconcerting, almost as if Time had had to stop.’
A.L.