Context:
There is a place in Eryri, Wales, which I am sometimes privileged to escape to. Tyn y Cae sits above the sea and cliffs, sheltered in the lee of a mountain. It is wrapped in quiet, broken only by the lullaby of the sea, the occasional bleating of sheep, and the lowing of young cattle.
The large windows open and balcony onto sweeping vistas of sea and sky, coloured by an ever-changing palette of blues and greys, often ignited into silvers, golds, and magentas by the setting sun. Nothing interrupts the view to the horizon, and it’s impossible not to be enchanted by such a place. Tyn y Cae can be a place of gentle summer light, or of raging winter storms lashed by wind and sea. I adore it.
Mor Mystic is Welsh for Mystic Sea, and it perfectly describes the waters seen from Tyn y Cae. Across the water to the right lies the Llŷn Peninsula, straight ahead is the Holy Island of Bardsey, Ynys Enlli in Welsh, the legendary Island of 20,000 Saints. At night, the lighthouse casts its beam across the dark, warning of the dangerous waters that surround the island. Watching for that light from Tyn y Cae can be utterly hypnotic.
These paintings are small canvases for a vast vista, created through a combination of painting and drawing.
Tyn y Cae House
Linda Sgoluppi Art