The Morning Shift In Winter

Watercolour on cotton textured paper, early Jan  2025 Chris May

12 x 9 ins

A cold morning imagined rather than remembered.

Figures move across frozen ground toward the first glow of factory windows, breath hanging in the air as chimneys rise into a pale sky. Snow softens the rooftops and yards, turning industry into something quieter, almost cinematic.

This painting looks back through an imagined lens, not to a specific time, but to the idea of early labour, routine, and the quiet dignity of people beginning the day.