England is a surprising place for an abstract photographer in search of striking surfaces and textures. It’s all there without being obvious. Under a bank of cloud for most of the year, its palette is full of subtle woodland colors: greens and browns, with touches of red, russet and yellow gold as in Bark Rain or the two Douai Abbey pictures of an old potter’s shed. Interesting textures are to be found on gnarled oak, spotted chestnut or a London plane tree as in Tear Drops. Yet every now and then a riot of color busts forth as if in compensation: witness the painted street lines of Royal Free or Catwalk or the swirling kaleidoscope of color in Tipping Point.