An cuan means the ocean in Gaelic. During my time in the community of Borgarfjörður Eystri I was lucky enough to get access to studio space in Kjarvalsstofa, the museum in honour of Johannes Kjarval, Iceland’s painter. It was a valuable opportunity to watch village life from the window in the rain and look at the northern ocean. These paintings are the result. Every day the same people went past at pretty much the same time, visiting the shop, using the petrol pump or the post office. I particularly enjoyed watching an elderly man on an old Massey tractor go by carrying a bale or two. He only went at 10mph and took forever to pass!