I managed to spend some time in the National Gallery yesterday.  I was completely blown away by the Canaletto room.  His work is almost architectural in form, but the imagery exudes life and colour.  The most intriguing aspect of Canaletto’s work for me is that it seems to have a fluidity, as though the paintings are not of one moment, but of a series of moments, played out as a slideshow on the canvas.  I was certain the man stood on the embankment had his other arm raised a second ago?  Are those clouds moving?

Did I spend too long staring?  Maybe…

What is certain though, is that Canaletto is, and will continue to be, one of my favourite landscape artists.