Two steam ships sail in apparently opposite directions. Having passed each other, they remain coupled by a strange, luminous swell – a huge wave, a patch of fog, or a spillage perhaps. The horizon effectively eliminated, sky and ocean merge to draw the viewer into their depth. Whitney Bedford’s seascapes, not unlike those of other artists working today such as Cy Twombly and Tacita Dean, return to and reinterpret J.M.W. Turner’s nineteenth-century legacy of the sublime.