Good morning everybody and it looks as if summer has arrived. A blue sky, pleasantly warm sunny morning and a good forecaster for the next week; now that cheers the heart.

 Above is a just finished piece of work which took three weeks to create. The aim is to show light moving through the woodland. I'm not sure, but it might merit another visit from my pen to increase the contrast and as a result the drama of the view. So it is possible that this picture will reappear again in a few weeks looking a little different under a fresh guise.

Not much planned for today, maybe relax a little. A quick jaunt into town, then we are free, maybe a walk in the woods with a picnic; sounds good.

Duncan

Last week we actually had a free day so we wandered along to Windsor and Epsom. The view above is of Windsor castle from the Eton side.

However last night was very illuminating and contained a large learning curve in my experience of life. We both went to the URC church, to attend the "Hustling", were all the local candidates for the general election met and spoke. J am not going to say who I will vote for, but I will give my observations about the candidates.

Green, a very nice and pleasant lady, but weak, she can't see beyond the immediate presence of her experience.

Labour, very presentable, she spoke politely and always kept to her point without being rude to anyone.

Reform. Blinkered angry opinions. Not a diplomat or understanding person.

Heritage. he came across very badly, intolerant, not a nice man at all.

Conservative. aggressive and rude to his opponents. Several times speaking rudely when others had the floor. More interested in criticising others for his own faults. He felt that it was ok to vote in parliament with regards to brexit against his constituency's wishes. Did not come over well at all.

Liberals. Calm, polite, put his opinions forwards without accusatory anger.

You need to choose, last night told me certainly who I will not vote for.

 

Over the last weekend Liz treated me to a painting/sketching couple of days around Bexhill on Sea, because in a few days it is my birthday. On the Monday we ventured into Hastings and the area around the old fishing huts, where the small sea craft are beach launched and landed. The weather was perfect for water color painting; warm in order to dry the work quickly, but not to hot to be unpleasant.

Strolling around, these two boats caught my eye, so I sat on the shingles and out came my paper, pencil and brushes. The simplicity was caught with a few very loose water-colour strokes, which were tightened up with a water soluble HB pencil; a very quick way of working. Now it is not intended as a great piece of art, it's not, it is but a sketch, or a quick impression. The whole thing took less than ten minuets to produce, it was all about spontaneity and how I felt. I was enjoying the sun, surroundings, painting and the people whom I met.

Over the morning several folks stopped as they passed by, watched me painting, then chatted with me. First it was a local fisherman, then a lecturer from some Australian university, a few tourists and finally a local character on a mobility scooter; he was brave to drive that thing over the shingles, I wonder how often he gets stuck and needs dragging of the bank. Five sketches were produced and several conversations enjoyed in about an hour and a bit; all because I paint! 

Now that is what I call a pleasant hour or so!