South Street, Dorking

Daniel don’t climb up there you’re only allowed to go up there if you live there and you don’t I said Daniel get down the bus will be here in two minutes now you’re stuck how are you going to get down get down now the bus is here
Ink and watercolour, 42 x 13cm.

Falcon Point Piazza, London




Falcon Point Piazza, London
Ink and watercolour, 42 x 13cm. Click to enlarge.

Hoardings around the building site for the Tate Modern extension.

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Man (pushing a tuba on a trolley): “There’s not a single German artist that I don’t know.”
Woman: “That’s probably intentional, isn’t it?”

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Girl on mobile: “You’re in Stratford, aren’t you? When I heard you drop the money, I thought, she must be in Stratford.”

Tenby

Tenby, from the Castle Hill
Ink and watercolour, 42 x 13cm

Great view of the town and harbour, but really needed another half-hour to finish it properly.

Click to enlarge.

Cwm yr Eglwys

This morning: rain and wind over Strumble Head and grey drizzle at Fishguard; this afternoon: hot sunshine and clear blue skies. Steep road down to the coast: grass touches the car on both sides. Honesty box in the car park. Ruined church at Cwm yr Eglwys; only the west wall still stands, the rest swept away by the sea which is just below the bench on the left.

So hot now, my watercolours are going soft in their pans.

Ink and watercolour, 42 x 13 cm.


Fishguard

The Old Harbour, Fishguard
Ink and watercolour, 42 x 13cm

Up on the hill, rain and drizzle. Hot chocolate, with whipped cream, a giant marshmallow, and a chocolate spoon.
Down to the harbour; the sun comes out. The bus goes up the hill. An American asks if the road is wide enough for their car.

Abereiddy

The Blue Lagoon, Abereiddy
Ink and watercolour, 43 x 13cm


Abandoned slate quarry, opened up to the sea. Ruined buildings. Dogs splash in the green water. People jump from the ledge into the lagoon. A girl plays folk tunes on a penny whistle.

Castle Combe


Castle Combe in Wiltshire
Ink and watercolour on paper, 42 x 13 cm.

Looking down the main street from the market cross. White and blue flowers recreate the water flow from the defunct pump. Three people argue over whether to have chocolate or vanilla ice cream. Two coaches ignore the “No coaches” sign. A red Mercedes parks inches away from me, on the double yellow lines. In the churchyard, a woman touches the moss on the gravestones.