James Owens’ work depicts imagined folk-like scenes, largely inspired by his upbringing spent between the countryside and a Yorkshire fisherman’s village. His work gathers past, present and imagined scenes to form new narratives, blurring the boundaries between memory and contemplation. The works offer moments of liminality which draw from external visual references such as Robert Eggers’ film The Lighthouse. Nature and its mysteries also come to play, revealed through sunflowers which sway sinisterly and knowing eyes which seem to have it all sussed out. Meanwhile, curling blades of grass peer curiously across the canvas, weighed down by water droplets, drooping as though upset. Similarly, the sea has a life of its own, a shadowy, hypnotic field of water pulsing with creatures and lost buoys. Though inherently figurative, it isn’t hard to feel like nature has the upper hand in Owens’ works.