About Francesca Salvini
I'm a contemporary landscape artist based in North Yorkshire.
Creativity has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. I come from a family whose work spanned art, film, music and language, and I studied Fine Art at Oxford Brookes University under artist and educator Shelley Sacks.
Over the years I've taught degree students, supported artists and makers through the Manchester Craft and Design Centre, and continued to develop my own practice through study and mentorship with artists including Casey Baugh, David Mankin and Emily Powell.
Today, my work is rooted in the Yorkshire landscape. I walk regularly across the Dales, gathering sketches, photographs and field notes that later find their way into the studio.
Following the loss of my husband in 2024, painting became more than a creative practice. It became a way of making sense of the world and reconnecting with it. That experience now sits quietly beneath much of my work.
In 2026, I was Highly Commended at the Great Northern Contemporary Craft Fair, and my paintings are held in private collections throughout the UK.
August 25
What the landscape doesn’t show
I never try to paint what I see—only how it feels. The colours I reach for, the marks I make, are shaped by memory, movement, and mood. The landscape might offer a horizon, a shadow, or a shift in light—but I’m more interested in the atmosphere it leaves behind.
What stays with me isn’t the shape of a hill or the curve of a path. It’s the feeling of wind pressing against my back, the weight of a grey sky, the silence that settles just before rain. The view is just the starting point. What ends up on the canvas is something remembered, reimagined, and sometimes completely undone.
July 25
The chaos before the calm
People often ask if my studio is peaceful. Not always. There’s paper everywhere, brushes left in tea cups, and a floor that’s half covered in footprints and paint splatters. Most days, there’s at least one half-finished painting propped against the wall that I’m trying not to overthink.
But I’ve come to realise that the mess is part of it. The clutter, the chaos, the not-quite-knowing—it all plays a role. That’s where the looseness comes from. That’s where the unexpected happens. The magic doesn’t arrive when everything’s tidy. It shows up in the middle of it all.
June 25
Sketchbooks I never show
My sketchbooks are full of half-ideas—loose marks, quick colour tests, things that didn’t quite work but might lead somewhere else. They’re not made to be pretty. They’re rough, unfinished, and often messy, but that’s exactly why they matter.
This is where I try things out without pressure. Where accidents spark new directions. A torn edge, a scribbled note, a colour combination I’d never have planned—these are the seeds of future work. Sometimes what begins as a throwaway page becomes the start of a whole new painting.