We escape down to our flat above the beach at Marazion, where we look out towards the Lizard. My art has been stuck and I am determined to work in my sketchbook and try to catch fleeting moments and ideas. After my first stiff attempts, I thought You Idiot! Stop doing the thing as it looks in a photographic sense and make studies that catch the idea. This is the feeling of the beach, a sanctuary for curlews.
I saw the exhibition of Patrick Heron’s work at Tate St Ives and I just love his later garden paintings which are joyous distillations of experience and very inspiring. The new extension to the building is also a great showing space!
On the night of the full moon it rose as a deep red ball in the dark above the headland, to the sound of the sea and the piping call of curlews. Totally magical.
I did 24 sketches and studies in a week trying to catch fleeting moments of shape and colour and feel I have caught the sense of place in these rapid loose studies.
All I have to do now is keep painting the experience of what I see and feel and not tighten up again!