Mountains No.2 {detail}
50 x 70 cm
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Dimensions
Dimensions
50 cm x 70 cm
19.7 inches x 27.6 inches
Materials
Materials
Giclée Hahnemühle Bamboo paper
Frame not included
Printing matters
Giclée printing is the gold standard of fine art reproduction. It gives the greatest colour accuracy, depth and richness to the art print. When it comes to paintings, the end result is almost indistinguishable from the original artwork.
The process uses a type of archival ink which ensures the longevity of your print. Your prints won’t fade in normal household lighting conditions. Instead, they will retain their brilliance for 100+ years.
Paper matters
My trusted printer uses the world's first digital fine art paper made from bamboo fibres.
The paper is crafted by one of the oldest art paper companies in the world. Mixing formulations and techniques that are centuries old, originally born in traditional paper mills, with modern digital printing requirements.
Bamboo represents naturalness and resource-saving paper production. This Hahnemühle Bamboo paper is made from 90% Bamboo fibres and 10% cotton, allowing the highest quality with environmental friendliness.
This natural matte, warm-toned, smooth surfaced art paper offers maximum ageing resistance, meaning your print will last a lifetime.
Made to order delivery
Made to order delivery
Your prints will be made to order and shipped within 48 hours directly from my London-based printer.
This method saves:
Time - so you can look forward to having your print in your hands sooner.
Delivery costs - this method allows me to offer you free shipping on your print orders.
Resources & materials - by ordering directly and only as needed, we avoid excess packaging waste and overproduction.
Fuel & emissions - the service is end-to-end carbon neutral.
Space - as the artist and store owner, this method allows me to free up space and resources for creating more beauty!
Giclée print, originally painted with acrylic inks.
Printed on sustainable bamboo, archival fine art paper.
The inspiration
I often think about how my mother manifested my soulmate for me. He's from Trentino, in the north of Italy, amidst the Dolomite mountains.
Some of my mother's favourite stories are based in the Alps. And so I've been playing images of mountains and forests in my mind since I can remember, to the soundtrack of Pavarotti's La Donna È Mobile.
We'd watch The Sound of Music and sing:
Doe, a deer, a female deer,
Re, a drop of golden sun,
Me, a name I call myself,
Far, a long long way to run...
She would read me the story of Heidi, a young girl who lived in the mountains. And she put together an Alpine Heidi costume for me to wear to my book-themed non-uniform day at school.
I remember the moment when all the dots connected. Matteo and I took my visiting family on a hike towards the malga (a tradition of small-scale farming and cheese-making high up in the mountains). Perhaps this was the first hike we had ever taken together as a family.
We emerged a little out of breath, from under the shade of the forest canopy into a bright clearing. Cow bells were chiming in the near distance. I turned back, and took in all that was now before us. A valley be-speckled with houses tracing the edges of ancient mountains. Thickets of green, in deep, moss, olive and almost mustard shades. Creamy yellow, mid-afternoon sun piercing through puffs of clouds, shifting spotlights over the towns below.
Looking back at my family, and in particular my mother in her too-big, borrowed walking boots, I realised that it was all meant to be!
The Alpine images of my childhood stories had come to life.
Finally, I want to share a poem with you about the Forest.
"Lost" by David Wagoner
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
Copyright 1999 by David Wagoner.
Why I paint these colours
And as with all of my art, I want remind you that you are made of the same powerful ingredients and infinite creativity as all of nature. It's in you, it is you.
In the presence of nature, you are perfect, here.
You grow and bloom at the perfect pace for you.
And just like all of nature, you deserve rest, nutrients, water, sunlight, space to expand. To observe your own rhythms and seasons. To be.
You deserve to feel alive!
