Almost a week of sketches, every day except Friday when I was away at Easton Walled Gardens for a workshop.
MON 10th Sept: A fabulous windswept day. I walked miles, wrote lots and drew little. But I brought this odd little thing back to draw.
An ancient shelly fossily thing from Devil’s Toenail Cove.
TUES 11th Sept:
The old railway bridge, a sketch out walking and a tonal sketch later.
WED 12th Sept
Very very cold early morning, fingers so cold I could hardly hold the pen. One sweeping dark cloud to the north west.
Back later to sketch “the dark thing” and white foam.
THURS 13th Sept
A stack of big uncompromising straw blocks. I was thinking how different from Monet’s romantic haystacks.
Clouds of rooks on the stubble and the spinney in the background
SAT 15th Sept: Hot and sunny, a later walk
The half baled field. Lines of sweet smelling straw crackling in the hot sun.
Sometimes things suddenly appear. This big fallen branch is old, but was not there yesterday.
SUN 16th Sept: early walk, grey and chilly
The wild geese on the field by the road, just visible above the line of the stubble.
The black rabbit on the track by the water. This is the second black rabbit I have seen around here, but the other one was on the other side of the water. I regard it as good luck!