Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Grey was the colour of the sky on Saturday, it seemed to brighten up late afternoon after the tide has gone down. At about 6pm we ventured down onto the shore for our walk. My husband noticed the erosion of the banking and how wet the ground was, it has been a few weeks since he walked with me. I think maybe he thinks I exaggerate when I tell him about how wet it was on my walks. Another hairy caterpillar crawled in front of me, would it survive to become a moth I wondered. There are so many feathers, I sat on the boulders and examined a find. The view out to sea was lovely, so still and calm and quiet. The grey clouds hang over the hills and the sun is dropping, it won't be long until the light fades. With my hand full of feathers we slowly wander along the crumbling banks and know it is getting darker as the station lights are switched on. As we make our way to the area where my swan usually lives, it so silent and still. The railway bridge has been unwrapped of all the plastic and the wooden boards and scaffolding are gone, the fresh green paint makes it look brand new again. As we make our way back to the station the reflection of the station lights make a line of yellow shapes in the water. The sky has darkened and the daylight has almost gone. It is just after 7pm as I climb the steps of the foot bridge over the railway line, the sky is darkening. As I glance across the shore I can see the lights from the houses on the other side of the estuary. No one will been seen here until the early morning walkers and their dogs.
I place my feathers in the kitchen window, grey and white from the gulls, and they whisper to me, try out your new grey ink....so I did.
Posted by MILLY at Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Another week and here we have my double page for week 37. As I went for my walk on Saturday morning I was able to draw and paint for the rest of the day and finish off today. It is painted with my acrylic inks and a number 1 and number 5 sable brush. My palette was red, sepia, blue, yellow ochre and white. I will show you some of the work in progress as I painted at the kitchen table.
I was quite pleased to find some new seaweed, the big flat burgundy and pink piece, and also the delicate pale pink pieces, as there was a huge amount to choose from after the full moon and high tides. And a new subject for my page is the hairy caterpillar. Also I added a tiny pink shell and the lovely long wavy maroon seaweed with the bubbly shapes. Of course I collected some lovely feathers and other objects including many red berries but decided on these to make the page.
I went for my walk on Saturday morning, it was fine, so I thought. I had only been there a few minutes and it started spitting! My hood was pulled up and off I went to see what I might find. I saw a huge hairy caterpillar cross my path, the size of my finger. Later I kept thinking I should have had the caterpillar but didn't know how I could carry it. The camera was getting wet, that was in my pocket and I only had a plastic bag. A caterpillar needs to be carried carefully and I really had to watch where I was walking. Water was running off the banks as a waterfall, fast running water as it ran back into the tidal river. Everywhere was so wet and slippery. Where is all this water going to go as the tide is coming in shortly. The sky was full of fast moving clouds, the views were changing, first you see the hills then it all disappears as showers race across the land. Did I mention how wet I am getting, it is pouring down with huge droplets. I pretend not to notice and just keep walking.
I admire the wire fence hanging with seaweed like a piece of art. I watch the birds flock together and land on the piece of sand, obviously not happy in this weather, the screeching sounds they were making as they circled above. Long orange slugs were sliding through the grass and then I found another hairy caterpillar crawling towards the water. I decided to save it, I wrapped it in the chocolate wrapper by making an envelope and thought it could come and live in my garden. Shortly afterwards I found a third caterpillar, this one very wet with big droplets of rain collected on the hairs on its body. So he joined his friend in the chocolate envelope.
p.s. the caterpillars had blackberry leaves for lunch and are now living in my garden.
Posted by MILLY at Sunday, September 18, 2011
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Last Friday I was invited to give a little talk and show my art work to a lovely group of people at Keswick art society. It really had me thinking about what I draw and paint. I explained that I collect my specimens on a walk, I then choose and arrange them to make the drawing. I realise they are all objects in my environment, familiar to me and yet always interesting to me. I really enjoy not knowing what I will draw until I go for a walk and then find the objects that make the pages. At the end of the talk it was lovely to hear the words inspiring and beautiful many times by different people, so thank you if you happen to be reading this.
We are experiencing some gales and stormy weather, along with the high tides the shore is very wet. I didn't like the look of it on Saturday and eventually ventured down on Sunday, late afternoon after the tide had gone down. I had a real battle on my hands just walking along as the strong winds blew off the sea. I was well wrapped up, only my face showing and at times it was hard to catch my breath as I was pounded by the wind. The water in the tidal river should have been flowing out to sea, the wind makes it look like it is running in the opposite direction.. I was shocked how much of the banking had collapsed with the strong tide, it is eroding the land and creeping nearer to the train lines. The amount of water running off the banks has created deep channels and patterns in the sand. My reward was to see the huge amounts of seaweed, the tideline full of natural objects. I found the two yellowy mermaids purses tangled in the seaweed, one was used in the page. My unwritten rule, always collect the red berries, and of course the many different feathers attract my attention. It looks like a messy tangle because that is what it is, all mixed and mashed by the stormy sea. I used my foot to kick it and roll it over to have a better look. So many things I see which I could draw but with enough in my bag which I am really hanging onto for fear of it blowing away, I am finished here.
The grey heavy clouds are warning of rain. I hurried along slopping and splashing through the soggy ground and jumping the gullies. It started to rain, sharp stinging rain on my face and it feels dark and hostile. The acid yellow lichen glows on the limestone boulders, just the way my red berries did as I slipped them into my pocket for safe keeping. Home to a warm house and I drop my finds into the sink to watch the colours and shapes appear from the tangle, the start of my page for week 36.
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|the tangle of seaweed and the two mermaids purses.|
|Press pictures for close up.|
Posted by MILLY at Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, 5 September 2011
course in it. We were all on the shore, all doing things for different reasons, one of us to collect things to draw, some to walk the dogs and others running in bare feet, but I have no doubt we all got wet feet!
My page for week 35 is this lovely big piece of yellowy green seaweed. It was so fascinating with all the little branches, which I could imagine all waving and moving under the sea. I drew it lifesize and just managed to fit it onto the double page. I used three colours of the acrylic inks, Sepia, Sap Green and yellow ochre. I mixed the inks together and painted it with a number 3 sable brush. I recorded a few of the shades in the corner of the page. As the hours went by painting, I watched the wet seaweed dry and change colour and darken to green shades, much different from the original yellowy colours which I tried to capture.
|High tide on Wednesday.|
|The jelly fish|
|More erosion of the shore|
|Saturday, no view, hidden by low clouds|
|Compare with last week to see the hidden view.|
Posted by MILLY at Monday, September 05, 2011