'If it were just a picture of strollers in winter fog on Hampstead Heath this scene would only be of interest to local people. Composed like this, however, centrifugally around a near horizon dipping out of sight into the mist, the picture begins to configure like a frieze and abstract of humanity. No-one does much which would warrant description - although the children idle and look around, as children will - but placed against that thinly strung horizon and silhouetted against the light they all function as representative figures advancing into a purposeful adulthood.' Ian Jeffrey