Why I keep painting the north coast

I grew up a short run from some of the finest coastline in the world, and I've never taken it for granted. The light on the north coast does something you can't invent — it changes by the minute, and if you blink you miss it.

The landscapes are a deliberate counterpoint to the racing work. One is all noise and speed; the other is silence and stillness. I need both. A day spent chasing a sunset over Mussenden resets something that the adrenaline of a race painting winds up.

People sometimes ask why a 'bike artist' paints temples and loughs. The honest answer is that it's the same instinct — you see something that stops you, and you want to keep it.