Or maybe it is the paper. I started this watercolour on Saunders thingy at the Pipe. The boys were waiting in the car so I thought I would do a quick sketch without a drawing. Some kids came up from surfing to have a look at what I was doing. While they were standing there, a seagull flew over and shat on my painting. First time that has happened. And it was from a proverbial “dizzy height”. I looked up to see it flying off in the rather pompous way of some art critics. heh heh – had to put that in. One of the comments I got was “brave to attempt subject matter” – mmm “patronising to say that”.
So I took off the page and put on some Arches 185gm cold press and did this. The sky was cloudy but the wind dropped and as I finished the sun came burning out. The mountains were clear with deep colours from last nights rain and no shadows. While I painted, a few drops of rain fell. And I was bitten twice by a horse fly.
Some guinea fowl have perched in the tree outside my studio and are making a racket – I wonder if they are discussing my work and waiting for an opportunity to leave their own stamp of disapproval too. heh heh.