|Coast path to the right, The Herra (mostly) to the left |
of the sign. The coast path was lovely, but views of
the sea were obscured by the abundant vegetation,
and it was a bit too narrow to set up an easel.
|Painting gear about to be set up in the shelter of the |
rocks. Red thing: stool. Cardboard objects attached
to rucksack: bespoke painting carriers. I took two
canvases with me to allow myself a choice of shapes.
|In-progress shot, on the beach.|
The weather being slightly less than ideal, I plumped for the shelter of the rocks on the beach, which did an excellent job of preventing the wind catching the canvas, but, naturally, did little to keep the showers of rain off. Fortunately, I had my waxed hat and Goretex jacket (both with a little extra added colour from previous expeditions - I'm sure that the oil paint can only enhance their waterproof qualities!).
I think I would have preferred the sky to be bluer, and - while I was glad that the giant container ship left the scene before I felt obliged to include it - I do regret not having managed to capture a sail out there (something that would have definitely fit the blue-sky version in my head). But the finished painting is really about something else, I think; it's about a lonely little cove and the sea that laps its pebbled shore. It's not about boats, be they pleasure launches, fishing boats or container ships.
Incidentally, the tide both went out and came back in while I was painting. The painting shows it almost all the way in, although I suspect that some of the rocks are more exposed than they should be for the tide level. It's a problem that I haven't come across before - there are, after all, no tides on hills.
And it was a novelty to walk up the hill as I left my painting pitch.
"From the Herra"
Oil on canvas, 18 x 14"