Victoria Orr Ewing

Orr Ewing’s affinity lies with the uncultivated—marshes, moors, and mountains. Winter captivates her most: skies heavy with weather, darkness cut by radiant shafts of light, horizons dissolved by cloud and mist. She seeks to “paint the air around the landscape,” collapsing the distance between sky and earth, drawing atmosphere down into the land itself. It delights her when people praise her ability to make “bad weather” beautiful—an affirmation of her instinct to find poetry in conditions many overlook. A spiritual undercurrent runs through her work, though she hesitates to define...