Salisbury Plains 1929

This is Kerr Eby’s print, Salisbury Plains, which I imagine came into being through subtle movements and shifts in the artist’s mind. I’m thinking about the kind of day it might have been when Eby made this. Were they trying to capture the expanse of the landscape, the quality of light, or the simple feeling of being there? I can almost feel the way the sky is rendered, as though the clouds are whispering secrets. There’s this tiny structure in the foreground, a hut maybe, or a haystack. It's so small against the wide-open fields, it's as though Eby is interested in how we orient ourselves in relation to the landscape. The piece reminds me that painting, like any art, is about that ongoing conversation, the exchange of ideas across time. We’re all just inspiring each other’s creativity, trying to make sense of the world, one gesture at a time.