There is a profound and beautiful intensity to Annie Broadley’s painting which reflects a genuine sympathy for, and understanding, of the life of matter and the movement of things. There is a deep-down richness to her grasp of the life of a plant or animal, or the ungraspable force and grandeur of towering ice, or the mysterious energy of wind or rain. All this is achieved through an exploration of primal pigments and equally characterful mediums such as egg tempera, varnishes or oil, which shine and coalesce as a ripple or dew on the surface of a stone, and glow with light like bird's plumage. It makes you look and think, and it makes you re-consider what you thought you saw or remembered.